Where Pieces Fall

At times the

Dance of romance

Appeared confusing,

Different dancers jostling

To different tunes,

Some looking to

Get lucky one more time,

Some looking for a bank account,

Ever the clinking of shields

Of those worrying about gold diggers

And those not wanting to get screwed

For a free super,

Every now and again

A couple saying what the hell,

Let the hormones fly where they will

Let’s take a spill and see where the

The pieces fall.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Coincidences” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

10:13 AM February 18, 2015

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