Second Chance

Occasionally, I like to write poems that rhyme if I feel like it helps project the poem's meaning.

Run, fool, run, fool

Love draws near

It seeks a second chance

To whisper in your ear

Run, fool, run, fool

Love paints the sky

It seeks to soar above

And nest inside your eye

Run, fool, run, fool

Love's a blooming rose

It seeks to be seductive

Its breath inhaled by nose

Run, fool, run, fool

Love traces wind

It seeks  your hair to play with

And tries to hold your hand

Run, fool, run, fool

Love makes haste

It seeks to sit on tongues

And leave an aftertaste

Run, fool, run, fool

Love still draws near

It seeks a second chance

To win you back my dear

If you notice, love appeals to each of the five senses that I've written about within the first five stanzas of this poem.  The poem is called "Second Chance" because a past love is seeking a second chance to prove themselves. This poem is one of my simpler poems but the point of this is that the narrator is trying to run from something that will inevitably catch up to him because of how powerful love can be to the five senses.