Same ‘ol song,
worn and busted,
same ‘ol dance,
tap shoes rusted,
same ‘ol you,
[no complaints]
same ‘ol me,
[no restraint]

~j

Love’s not a game,
love’s never a sport,
it’s not clever rejoinders
and witty retorts,
it’s not bouncing a heart,
Hopscotching a soul,
or seeing how far
someone’s faith might roll.
It’s not setting up hearts
for Hide and Seek
nor pocketing marbles
at the slightest critique,
it’s Double Dutch
while holding hands,
it’s an honest ' I love you '
with a solid man.
.j.

Go ahead.

Sink your teeth
into love.

After all,
if you’re
bound and
determined
to bleed
to death,
you might
as well
be getting
laid
in the
process.

~j

There’s no luck to
be found
in a four leaf clover;
it’s discovered
in life
when you learn how
to start over.

.j.