Revised sonnet #1340
Tears well in my eyes seeing that hes the one
The mind accepts your hook up box and bow
I walk away in case they overrun
You look alive all smiles I neednt know
The girl Ive married since is full of fun
Though like you she exudes a gorgeous glow
The kind Id claim as frivolous Id shun
Yes we talk soft if high or loud if low
A funny feeling fills its deja vu
That shell encounter boys as suitable
The heart a mystery thats mutable
Each day Im damned to woo the girl anew
In boring public places shes a hoot
Byebye Ive learnt to love the raunchier route
Chorus hoot card riot