The Fifth Iteration
I failed in love
the very first time
Held it so briefly ...
it felt like a
heart-melting,
virgin kiss snowflake
Made a promise to myself,
not to repeat the same mistake
Took a second glance
at a possible rumba romance
It lasted ... a little longer,
until the last dance of the evening
Found out that I was given
a digital polite kiss no
Often heard
that the third time
is the charm
So I was match-maker open
to giving this heart burn another chance
Couldn’t believe a blind date
would be so left third row opera elegant
But from the midnight chime
to the third sabbath cock crow,
I saw another dove love
wing kiss my moon dream out the window
Feeling so unlucky in love,
I rubbed by ring finger impatiently
Four baton voices later,
I didn’t feel I was getting any closer
to a special somebody
Going up and down
this mood platonic relationship escalator ...
by revolving door fate,
I opened up once more in a stuck elevator
Closing four walls
of constant insecure comparisons
Gave my fatigued heart
a four-leaf clover goodbye kiss,
welcomed with bliss
With my heart closed empty,
I could feel the hourglass sand
slipping thru my hand
So afraid of the fifth iteration,
my doubting thoughts were shyly revealed:
Always anxiously awaiting
for affection
I thought was long overdue
Never understanding this
late date advice teary-too-da-loo:
Love was an unexpected passenger
on a train
that never came on schedule
The fifth iteration
carried a fading recurrence
of broken vows echoed anew
While resting on a park bench,
a perfumed breeze
caused me to turn and gaze
at butterfly eyes
They fluttered a gentle greeting,
which carried a sweet scent
of flowering possibilities
And with rose petal lips,
she gave me a blossoming kiss tomorrow ...
setting my pierced heart at ease with a sunflower glow
The palm of my heart is now open,
ready to gladly receive
life’s
down
pour
Knowing there’s a rainbow kiss,
enchantingly waiting for me gardening my home
Over yonder ... far from where
the always recurring, tear-evaporated pain has gone
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