Thinking
When I start drinking
i cannot stop
I start thinking
the time we met at the bus stop
You, a verse ready to be written
in a poem of beautiful words
and I, completely smitten
My mind taken to other worlds.
At first I wondered
Can this be a human being?
There is no place I have not wandered
Such beauty I had never seen.
My how do you do
Took quite a time to muster
Your how are you
Making my blood flow even faster
Then your bus came
and so ended the courtship game
but when I start drinking
I start thinking
C.21102023
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