Strange Attraction

<br>it started with a dedication<br>&quot;lost in admiration - happy birthday - i`m forever yours - blossom&quot; <br>faded red inside a tiny book of butterflies <br>i smiled surprised at how when flickered through <br>the wings flew by spelled out my name...<br><br>six months went by the summer lost<br>obsessively the letters dropped into my life <br>the same soft blood smooth flowing hand <br>&quot;please try to understand - i have to see you - have to feel you - <br>tell you all the ways i need you - yours forever in love... &quot;<br><br>strange attraction spreads it`s wings<br>it varies but the smallest things<br>you never know how anything will change<br>strange attraction spreads it`s wings<br>and alters but the smallest things<br>you never know how anything will fade<br><br>the year grew old incessantly she wrote to me <br>she`d started smoking poetry! <br>i laughed in recognition of a favourite phrase <br>she`d pulled me in... <br>i answered her <br>a christmas card in sepia<br>arranging when and where <br>and how the two of us should meet...<br><br>her opening so well prepared <br>a nervous smile <br>i couldn`t take my eyes from her <br>she whispered <br>&quot;can i use some of your lipstick?&quot; <br>it was perfect so believable <br>i couldn`t help but feel that it was real <br>and kissing crimson fell into her waiting arms...<br><br>strange attraction spreads it`s wings<br>it varies but the smallest things<br>you never know how anything will change<br>strange attraction spreads it`s wings<br>and alters but the smallest things<br>you never know how anything will fade<br><br>so alone into the cold new year without another word from her <br>i wrote to ask if we could maybe meet again before the spring <br>but weeks went by with no reply until once more my birthday came <br>and with it my surprise but this time nothing was the same...<br><br>&quot;i`m sorry - blame infatuation - blame imagination - <br>i was sure you`d be the one but i was wrong - <br>it seems reality destroys our dreams - i won`t forget you - blossom&quot; <br>faded red inside a tiny book of old goodbyes... <br><br>strange attraction spreads it`s wings<br>it varies but the smallest things<br>you never know how anything will change<br>strange attraction spreads it`s wings<br>and alters but the smallest things<br>and you never know...