It must be you

Rising in the still air
A plume of smoke denotes
that there is someone there.
But Who?

My secret hideaway
to keep the world at bay.
A peaceful place to stay.
Did you

consult your scrying bowl
to find my hidey hole?
You cannot own my soul
can you?

You already have my heart.
Captured by your woman’s art.
I knew that from the start.
But You

have to play hard to get.
I am not sure even yet.
Which leaves my life upset.
If You

could love some one like me,
If not then set me free.
cancel your sorcery
I rue

But I cannot forget
the day we first met.
A matter for regret.
If you.

don’t feel the way I do.
It may be that you do
if so it’s time I knew.

Do you.

They say dreams can come true
although they seldom do.
My hope rises anew.
It must be you.

12-Apr-08

poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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