Love Again.

Love sets up commotion,

Bliss bombs ever in motion,

Regulates each emotion,

Love-a powerful potion,

He loves me, he loves me not,

Where have you got to, you grot?

Why didn’t he phone?

At his photo, cast stone,

Then Cupid fired at me again.

Love brings me rose-coloured brain!

Published by julieunicorn16

Hi, I am an Australian author of online blogs, as well as poet with many books published on Amazon and Lulu, under my pen name, Barbara Binland. I write for baby boomers, devotions, and for a humor website in the USA.

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