Complicated Poem by John Sensele

Don't freak out and pour on me blame
If I can no longer fondly say your name

‘Twas great while it lasted
Even if my pride felt busted

Memories like the wind in time fade
The more I grade your serenade lemonade

Ups and downs cross paths in life
Like blades cut and serve from your knife

Wish we could turn back hands of time
Whispering soft nothings in a rose rhyme

A pity our arms can no longer entwine
Sipping from a gallant glass of red wine

Why should life grow so complicated
Fact is familiarity gets conflated and implicated

What the heck!
I need on my lips no pesky peck.