Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Of Other Loves




Sometimes when I try to hate you
Up to my elbows in duty
You overtake me completely
By your innocent beauty

Sometimes, when I try to ignore you
And wipe away your taunt
You stroll before my firm employ
 Languid, nonchalant

Sometimes, when our eyes meet
And you fill every thought
I still pretend that I don’t care
Neither one tittle nor jot

But then, oh then sometimes I know
It is no use to fight
Ah pen, poetry, I love you so
…and I write
and I write
and I write

© Janet Martin

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