Dancing Into The Mist

Love for me was a stranger.
A stranger that came and went.
It comes into my life, dances
with me until i begin to think it
is real. Then it disappears
dancing into the mist again,
never to be seen again until
it decides to come and play
with my heart again.
Me in my infinite wisdom,
what do I do? i let it come
back to me knowing full well
the pain, the heart ache and
the heart ache i will feel, when
love again dances into the mist.

wrote on 10-09-2004