Touch and Go
Our romance was but touch and go
since first time I ever did see
your face. I’m sure mine was aglow.
Some magic spell you cast on me!
Days later I went out with you.
Our romance was but touch and go.
Nobody that I ever knew
had shown me the things you could show.
Your kisses were so sweet and slow -
down my neck; all over my face!
Our romance was but touch and go.
I shone within from your embrace.
One night then it all had to end.
You needed to leave. Even though
you live on in poems I’ve penned,
our romance was but touch and go!
April 7, 2021
For Edward Ibeh's This Or That, Vol 1 Poetry Contest
Touch and Go- Title chosen
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