A Lot Like Love Poem by David Zvekic

Lost leaving - guilty party,
She’s not happy.
Hope weaving - suffering identity,
She’s unready.
Taken from the home she knows,
Misguided soul
Blunders about another night.
Just like last night -
It’s a lot like love.

Lies living with misgiving,
She’s proud she thinks.
Lips drying, slowly dying,
Make this easy.
Taken from the home she loves,
Misguided buttercup - Giving up,
Is not so easily done.
Can’t you see?
It’s a lot like love.

Misgiving, past sins -
Forgotten already.
Forgive innocent child,
She tries again.
Taken from the streets she knows,
To escape from a broken home -
Is not so easily done.
But just like last night -
They still come.