Yours was a strange love
that went beyond all kinds
of acceptable boundaries
and normal taste.

Yours was a strange love
that involved so much kissing
in the rain
I am surprised I never
got the flu.

Yours was a strange love
like Snakes and ladders
minus a dice
and replaced with a pin
you may pull off
Blind Man's Bluff.

Yours was a strange love
full of kinky mis-adventures
underneath bridges
and dodging in bushes
not always successfully
whenever a train went
past us on Platform 2.

Yours was a strange love
where foreplay to you
was like a kick in the nuts
that then turned into
a drop kick,

making me glad

I finished with you
and got a proper love instead.