Threes Poem by Poetry Falcon

I tried to write three separate poems
Something about the number three
The holy trinity has a special ring to it
Among others her, you and me

The first was about your music
Spoke little yet feverishly
Your eclectic musical taste
Appealed to my soul so deeply

But lately the thoughts have just been coming
Sporadically, not in threes
Forget the second or third
When I sat to write, I forgot instantly

So I said forget it
And just write loosely
But I think I'll lose myself
It's the Pisces way to be