We’ve heard of butterflies and zebras.
But some things never get old.
We’ve all heard of fairy tales,
because timeless stories always told.
We’ve all heard many, many words.
But they’re still being bought and sold.
We’ve all wished for a happy life,
like a fairytale that we mold.
We all love the butterfly’s beauty,
and zebras for being bold.
And we all love to be loved.
That’s why some things are forever gold.
when negatives multiplied
equaling sum mess.
One and one is two
And when the two’s me and you
No more math’s to do
The numbers don’t lie
There’s too many ways to die
But more if we try
Nights of passion, mornings of bliss,
sparks reignited with another warm kiss.
Sunlight beams through winter skies.
The heat is felt in loving eyes.
The day then begins skin to skin.
Temperature’s rising from within.
Whispers welcome our plan for the day.
The outside’s cold so cuddled we’ll stay.
Hours pass with laughter and love.
The sun now glows from high above.
With one more kiss we’ll both then rise.
The sunset awaits and perhaps a surprise.
The mistletoe’s gone for another year.
Alarm bells ringing bring no cheer.
The party’s over, Monday’s arrived,
the holiday’s done, at least I survived.
Back to normal I must now go.
Work I must to pay what I owe.
Bills are coming and debts surely grew.
Saving’s diminished; it’s time to make new.
Coffee is drunk but the mood is sober.
I’ve interest to pay, maybe done by October.
A resolution I’ve made to end this spree.
But Valentines is coming and gifts there will be.
So returns I’ll exchange as sales are waiting,
There are deals galore, no time for debating.
There’s much to do to start this New Year.
Hopefully by spring my plan will be clear.