ENTANGLED
I used to just wake up and crawl out of bed
Not worry at all about what lay ahead
But now there's 'to do' notes pinned on the doors
It seems that my life is entangled with yours
Your make-up has muscled my shaving stuff out
My status as 'single' is clearly in doubt
I've even found knickers in my hanky drawers
My love and my life is entangled with yours
There's cause and effect now with all that I do
My thoughts and my movements revolve around you
Where once it was me , now clearly there's two
What can I do?
My life is entangled with you
Suddenly, I have no life of my own
It's never just my friends who call on the phone
My life is confusing, and you are the cause
My love and my life is entangled with yours
When we both agree, its because I give in
Everyone knows 'she' is wiser than 'him'
But if I should argue, you sharpen the claws
My love and my life are entangled with yours
What would life be like if you were not here
I wonder, I ponder, I worry, I fear
Unravelling the mysteries, I stop and I pause
and love that my life is entangled with yours
I love that my life is entangled with yours
Copyright (c) Allan Cropper December 2015
ENTANGLED
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Re: ENTANGLED
I can identify with all of that Allan but it's all good. Last line the most telling. Should there be a D on the end of use?
Wazza
Wazza
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Re: ENTANGLED
A thumb print develops on the top of your head
Bob
Bob
The purpose in life is to have fun.
After you grasp that everything else seems insignificant !!!
After you grasp that everything else seems insignificant !!!
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Re: ENTANGLED
Thanks Wazza, and correction made.
I fear the thumb print goes all the way to the soles of my feet, Bob. My writing is my escape
I fear the thumb print goes all the way to the soles of my feet, Bob. My writing is my escape