Poetry

Like a

Game of Marco and Polo.

Sometimes I get close to figuring you out, and sometimes, I’m nowhere near finding or seeing how you truly feel.

But I get hot, then cold, and then I’m lost, but it’s the little clues you leave me that keep me chasing you every time.

I know winning you will be the most excellent price, so I work hard to stay on course, and one day soon, I know I will win you over.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2022 By Deirdre Stokes