Whirlpool

Swirling round and round,
dragging everything down.
Like circles in the mind,
when love puts you in a spin,
turning your world around and around.
Hearts beat quicker,
sucking you in like a whirlpool.
No safe haven there,
once you’re caught within its snare,
not even cupids welcome there,
in loves whirlpool.

20 April 2007

poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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