i opened the door took your coat & your shawl offered my arm in a dagger & cloak like approach to the allure of hope & amore we've both, jumped this rope before in the end, to wonder what for promising, to never do this again yet here we are, doing this again doing it once more praying for some wins some different winds; just differences for me a different her; for you a different him our impatience aches for sexy conversations embraced by patience, chased in wisdom tasting to taste the optimism because, this one isn't what the last one was though still reminiscent of fools falling in love new blemishes are hidden or at best… sign, sealed, good riddance like, if it's broke… it’s nonexistent till i prove & show, that i’ll fix it though your practical sense, makes foreshadowing forbidden still, i have you convinced somewhere somehow our chapter's been written like deja vu, with a twist maybe on a napkin, or linen or inscribed on a scroll tucked in your breast pocket so you're reminded & know you’re my best topic, for sho’ i digress, if you guess this is just talking… uh, no here’s your next option… come close & just watch how i got you close to my heart, & not let you go