The U-turn
Love has a way twisting you
Bending you
And again to burn
As you yearn
To turn
And find it sharing
You back in the face
Saying I have come
For you again
There's no end
It's been told
As it unfolds
Winters of cold
Hot summer day
Picnic on Saturdays
I welcome you
Again
Deborah R. Shaw
Th e Silent Stalker
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