HE SAW HER FACE
Across the floor
A bell went off
Demanding more
He tried to stop
But his heart pleaded
Another love’s
Not what he needed
Just a drink
And then a dance
A victim of
His circumstance
The hour grew late
He let it come
By three o’clock
The deed was done
The sky irrupted
It was frightening
Sometimes luck’s
A bolt of lightning

Thoughts? jeffburkhart@primetimerhymes.com

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