The Root Of The Affair
If she wrote she loved you in every
Colour under the sun. Stole you
Every piece of foolery and
All the Olympian godlike fun.
Was extravagant in praise;
As she can be in love;
Said - jewel of the world - matchless man
Mixed an anger that would bite you
With smooth pleasured gaiety as one,
Would you hold like a one time charger,
Or would you up and run?
Published on Openwriting.com under the name Jackie Mallinson