Sharp like a knife — soft like a kiss

My thoughts keep spinning in a loop

In a speakeasy, but I can’t speak easy

So I sip from my champagne coupe

I scribble thoughts into my notebook

Trying to find the words to say

I tell myself,  “Stay optimistic.”

I miss the sunset back in May

The complexity of romance—

That’s what makes it so enticing

If it came easy every time,

Would it be worth the sacrificing?

Redo—erase—cross out—repeat

Keep writing ‘til I get it right

Thoughtful effort stirs up passion

Is love blind or is it at first sight?