Coming Back To Style - Poem by gershon hepner
If you wait long enough, all things come back to style,
the cowboy Gene Autry once said;
I’ll wait for you always because you beguile
the front and the back of my head.
The front is the place where I tend to feel sure
of your everyday thoughts, and your moves
which haunt me whenever I’m seeking a cure
for heartache your presence removes.
The back of my head is the place where I sense
what makes being with you worthwhile;
not your thoughts nor your moves make me feel so intense,
but the je ne sais quoi of your style.
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