Flirting
Attention without intention
And the heart is worth so much more
Than to be bound in such detention
Or to be counted another notch or score.
A time in life comes to raise one’s eyes
Away from such an ugly scene
A wall against the dancefloor lies
To achieve and acquire a beautiful dream
So rise above such squalid invention
It’s just flirting
Attention without intention.
Isobel
Thu 21st May 2009 23:46
Of all your poems, my favourite - a simple message delivered beautifully.