It takes tremendous willpower to duck a louche rogue’s charm,
for something deep within us believes he means no harm.
His appeal is so humongous and his influence so great
that although we know at heart that he’d make a lousy mate,
still we can’t resist him. He piques romantic hopes
that make swashbuckling heroes out of misanthropes.
We bundle up our doubts and cast them overhead,
our fond expectations cancelling out our dread.
We jump into a love story we hope is never-ending,
knowing deep within ourselves its probable sad ending.
But nonetheless, we fall in love, in spite of our friends’ censure,
plunging into a fabulous romance-filled adventure!
Prompt words for today are louche, willpower, pique, humongous,
our and influences.Image by jdb
It happens all too often, sadly.
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I believe just once in a lifetime for me…or perhaps twice.
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Really? Fortunately, I have never bought into this kind of charm.
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I didn’t for long.. just a short flirtation. I saw him at my school reunion and he was unrecognizable.. old, paunchy and in middle stages of Alzheimer’s. He didn’t know who I was.
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“Sic transit gloria mundi”
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Another splendid poem woven from the prompts
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