Oblivious to the obvious
Driven to distraction with the attraction
Intersecting lines meet not but at one point
Obtuse when it pleases him
Acute is what it felt like
Lives parallel but never shall twine
Clarity comes when least expected
She marks her days with his absence
They may just be words
Still, on a cold crisp morning hinting at spring
They wrap around her
Warm like the not-so-distant summer
Right angles are not always so
Perpendicular can sometimes be peculiar
Lines can be pointless
But home will always be where the heart zeroes in
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This is very apt an ex--mathematician and ex-nun like me. Though right now, I'm "distracted to distraction with the attraction". In other words, stupid, crazy, nerdy gihapon when it comes to relationships.
ReplyDeleteThanks for this, Bru...so true! Lovely and sexy, hehehe.