Monday, 11 November 2013
PRACTICE DOES NOT MAKE PERFECT
I've had lots of romance come into my life
and almost as quickly depart.
Each fatal attraction began with the eyes
and worked its way down to my heart
I really should have learned; after the first
and tried to move on with some cool.
But one drink of love only deepened my thirst
I tried it again - what a fool!.
But once I'd accepted my stupidity
and taken some time out to think
I did a self audit to get clarity
and finally decided love's stink
I said to myself “Self you need to get real,
and focus on what you're good at;
forget all those muscleheads copping a feel
you can do much better than that!
Get into life girl - grab on to its’ shorts
You’re getting nowhere where you are
Your viewpoint of love has a serious distort
and all you'll have left is the scar!!”
The wisdom of self I accept gratefully
who better to give me advice
but no matter how far away it might be
I'd like to find somebody nice
A wonderful lover who'll be my best friend
Intelligent, loyal and kind
Preferably a poet, or some-one like that
He must have a creative mind
I hope it will happen – well maybe it might
I’ve had enough practice I know
I know that he's out there, my true Mr Right
But when is he going to show???