To be in love

a poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

Once but only once was I in love,
pink clouds bumped my head on morning stars.
Smiled to everyone
and was incredible kind,
which in the end was my downfall,
because some women can’t resist a man in love
wanting to possess that inner glow to warm their lonely hearts.
I was led astray
eating the icing of the cake of love.
She didn’t see it that way
and dumped me cruelly.
Sad, watched the cake get stale
and its icing melt.
Let me fall in love once more
and this time get it right.