Love Birds Of A Feather ~Poetry by Laurice Fields~

I didnt want it to Happen. I didnt want to fall..
Not ur hand not ur smile not ur heart..
Things began to click, life began to stall...
You were who i wanted from the start.

i stumbled upon ur soul, fell for ur trap...
Lookin in ur eyes seeing a foreign light..
when i first heard your voice i didnt know how to react...
Feelings start to rise, my insides start to fight.

Laid to rest my intuition, fast asleep in the Rem stage...
As he scored the winning basket nuthin but net..
straight through my soul, his name forever imprinted on a stat page...
he's beaten me leaving me with nothin but love, he's won the set.

With curving lips, smells lingering of potent flowers...
His essence flirts with me, leading me on...
i prayed to God early, and within an hour...
His voice brightened the day at the crack of dawn.

I heard of premonitions, but i didnt want to listen to fate...
ignoring a connection that outlets my audio and visual..
Lights... Camera.... Action....cause we're living in a movie state...
He's got the leading role, this Shakespearean individual.

Cant b attached, but numbers are soaring at the box office...
Finally we take a walk, we step into faith together..
Even though i cant see it, he took my mind hostage...
It might not have been apparent from the start, but we're birds of a feather...