Imperfect Melody

This music has me
In a hypnotic state
As I romance
And fantasize
The how's
The whys
Of love
The ups
The downs
I'll be your
Clown
 They hurt you
You hurt me
 360 degree
Turn around
Is how it goes
Where it will stop
Nobody knows
They love you
And you love us
Caught in a
Love triangle
With my
Diamond
In the rough
The lyrics
I'm told
Will soon
A hold
Of my mind
And cure my soul
With every note
I become engrossed
The hotels
The schemes
The plot
As it thickens
Your love
Is my addiction
As it says
In the song
I got a
Love Jones
From here to the
Moon
My Sunday
Afternoon
As I begin to sing
My everything
My love triangle
The imperfect
Melody


Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker