Magical Love
Ever had it once
Now on a desert
Cactus hopes
Can’t wish
Right
Because your heart
Was broke and stretched
Because the cows ain’t come home
Because you
Let them in
By mistake
And you
Revealed
To the wrong dope
Ha ha ha
Here we go
Dust pan of the broke
Hope
Confidence and dignity
Leaks
And drops
On to your next
Give away
Just for fake love
Desire
Less
And desire
More
It feels hopeless
But it’s not
When you
Love yourself
You will respect and expect again
The world is full of losers
Or winners
Who behave like losers
Till
Love explodes
Can’t do wrong now
You on the right road
Again
Her Two Cents
“Dust pan full of broke” is a nice way of expressing the feeling of an emotional mess. But, like love, the sun returns for another rise, another set. There will be another day, another road to travel. Lights are up ahead. Don’t forget to use your turn signal.