And I’ve been thinking <br />While I'm lusting <br />About a sun dream <br />And new play things <br />I’ve been moving <br />On a thin beam <br />It’s a bright thing <br />I've been balancing <br />To be loving <br />With an old fling <br />As she texts me <br />Like a checked king <br />Has been making <br />Me think tempting <br />Things that could be <br />While one’s sleeping. <br />There’s this new game <br />And she’s untamed <br />While the old game <br />Is perfecting <br />All the things that <br />I once wanted <br />But not wanting <br />Now to have them <br />And I’m a fool that <br />Cannot decide when <br />He should roll them <br />To find seven <br />Maybe someday <br />They will move me <br />Or when lonely <br />I will give in <br />But until then <br />I’ll stay hitting <br />it’s an old game <br />On which I’m betting.<br /><br />David DeSantis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/2-1-none-or-more/
