Beware of the soft illusions...
While you’re listening to her voice...
It might not be what it all seems...
Beware of making the wrong first choice...

There are two sides to every story...
And sometimes three or four...
But when the story stops adding up...
One must find the nearest door...

Our friends will try to warn us...
Beware of people, places and things...
You might think twice about her...
The pain and suffering that she brings...

But when I looked into her eyes...
All I saw was a beautiful face...
Absent were the warning flags...
I was in awe of her childish grace...

When I look back upon it today...
I smile slyly in my mind...
Even though she stole my heart...
She made her sweet spot easy to find...

So ends another exciting chapter...
As I escape this wonton nest...
For I hope to end my story...
Resting softly on an honest breast...

© 2020 Jeffrey Pipes Guice