No Rhyme or Reason 

The heart has a mind of its own

The soul knows familiarity 

The feelings ignore the warnings

It’s often a scrambled mess.
We’ve been through painful alley

We swear will not enter those doors again

But the days spent not within the realms

Leaves a solitude and a void.
Questions can become targets

Answers can’t be found

The lips become unmoving

We don’t know the reasons why.
A voice comes over the phone

Excitement raises once again

There is no rhyme or reason

We just know it feels so good.
Written by my feelings, 

Terry Shepherd

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