Poem about New Love

06/06/2012 at 6:44 AM Leave a comment

New Love


When we met, you asked me out.

I said okay, didn’t know what’s about.

Thought you were to be my friend,

No clue as to your view end.


Soon enough I got the clue,

As talks turned to mushy goo.

Possessive, going too fast.

Don’t know if new love will last.


Tempers flare, some oaths are said.

Both of us, Mad, seeing Red!

Disagree, must compromise

Let this not be loves demise.

–                    – June Nash


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Original poetry. Copyright 2012, June Nash

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