Poem #135 Catch 22……

Oh! What a conundrum I am in,

Faced with a Catch 22 choice;

My conscience asks it’s questions,

My mind surrounded by noise.

I have always lived by the belief,

Of finding happiness in kind acts;

Today am faced with no sweet relief,

Happiness and right, no longer a pact.

You came into my life, when it was stormy,

With clarity, love, kindness and toasts;

You even cared, and adored me,

Bringing me up, when I was at my worst.

The attraction between us, was magnetic,

And our passion, shook our very core;

To each other, we tried to be sympathetic,

Well aware, of the tough future in store.

We were greedy, for each other’s time,

You craved, a more simple experience;

My life already, a complicated mime,

I may not have been the best choice, for your dalliance.

As hard as I tried to resist,

I fell in hook, line and sinker;

From the moment, we first kissed,

Heard in my ear, loves sweet whisper.

I still don’t know what you feel,

Your thoughts masked, no plans revealed;

When we complete, the chapters of this ordeal,

I hope we remain friends who helped each other heal.