a study toward sonnet #586 by FisherKingKQJ
Our lovers' tiffs are most often trivial
Or else we fight as if our lives are at stake,
But on the balance our love is convivial,
We swap apologies for future's sake.
We've got a history now of heartache,
We know the friendship can take the blows,
More than dirty dishes it's going to take
To shut us down - this each to each owes.
I've sensed the lacuna icy habit bestows,
She'll watch tv while I thumb through a book,
And so sneak glances over sorrow's floes,
At love's wanton guarding or shackling rook.
Our love is a sharp white water kayak,
A bumping, twisting, swirling gobsmack.
(Chorus)
A bumping, twisting, swirling gobsmack. SPADES
A bumping, twisting, swirling stupefaction. CLUBS
A bumping, twisting, swirling wonder. DIAMONDS
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