Happy Valentines Day

devil in a new dress —–

“there is no way of return,
once she is stone in your yearn.”

all problems are similar,
all negatives are equal,
she likes you for you,
just one, no sequel.

you tell her your mind,
she makes you feel good
she’s part of you now
the one girl that could

but things are too cosy,
you start to think thoughts,
she wants you to stay,
but you’re mind has bin taught.

seasons go by,
no thought, no flicker,
she’s no longer yours,
no talk, no bicker

she invades your mind,
she’s back inside,
you can’t run now,
no place to hide

months have passed,
does she yearn your name?
she’s known of the others,
they can’t be the same

at last a vision,
brief that it may be,
her eyes rekindle,
what dreams you’ve seen

she’s back on your head,
but what does it mean?
she’s your girl the devil,
it’s never how it seems.

she asks your advice,
you tell her your piece,
she disagrees with you,
but you sell, no lease

your choice has been made,
she lets you win
she wears that dress,
surely it’s a sin

she’s back to your thoughts,
the end of your mess,
everything is fixed,
your devil, in her new dress.

C.f.