Tuesday, January 11

Haiku of Infatuations

Acted like a fool
when I met and wanted Shoes,
David on a roof?

Those shoes so unique,
she drives the right way like me;
Not sure how she speaks.

Found a pair of Gloves
that would touch lives as will mine,
A face caught my eye.

Those gloves feel so warm,
she speaks the same words like me;
Not sure how she drives.

My heart- four spaces;
Room for only one person,
if I choose to love.

Come to a crossroad,
Left or right each cons and pros;
Not sure where to go.

Wedding- simple day,
Marriage- ever going race,
Love must never sway.


© Joel Yap

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