Love Poem: Revolving Time

Revolving Time

In a distant micro-second, I am holding hands with my Beloved Lenore
A  future second ,  Barbara Jean is the only one my Heart is beating for
I meld into the pictures on the walls of my study : the Loves of my life
My Mom : Stoic, defender of the agony of a scared little boy’s strife
Jill : my second romance with a POETESS, but I used her as a replacement Tool
Rhoda : Oh how she stirred my heart, but I was too Syrupy, I played the Fool
In this now second, I find myself deeply entwined in the LOVE of BARBARA JEAN
Each click of the clock takes me to the Past : the Present : The Future I have seen 

                                                                        To be Continued at YOUR request