guilty passion

the moment, it accused
traitorous heart of mine
undecidedly refused
the successor in my new find

………………………………………………………………………………………………………
(the day I finally fell in love again)

Have always held a special value for all things aged and antique...
Somehow the lack of perfection charms me…
Makes them human, I feel…
Makes them resonate with me.

My antique silver rings
Only two I’ve long been wearing
Where all stones have disappeared
Yet still pretty like no other

I finally fell in love again
With a golden flawed beauty
A possession I wanted to attain
Till my heart, it tugged at me

It spoke to me as though accusing
That I was conveniently replacing
What had been gracing my fingers
For no less than five long years*

But still I held the new successor
Calmed my heart in gentle assurance
Cos deep down I truly knew better
That a bond made in endurance…

Forever remains unsubstituted


* (1999) a gift from mother (2001) a personal reward for my 1st job