I have had a hard life, you know,
It’s been one bad tumble after another.
I remember mama saying that
I must have an inbuilt homing device,
For where there were
Ninety nine good ones and one bad one,
I go straight for the bad one.
So when I set my eyes on you,
I just knew,
You were the one for me.
Your eyes spoke of hidden adventures,
Your skin spoke to mine in tingling sensations,
And I knew I was in for another tumble,
But this time I won’t be alone,
Because we will tumble entangled together,
Down the slippery slope to,
Whatever awaits below.
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