Turtle Dove

 

Combining overconfidence with comical incompetence

Has conjured up some consequences proving quite revealing

The corresponding conference of condescending compliments

You called across the continent has left me bruised and reeling

 

I really thought I knew you when I flew you to the coast

I guess your silly voodoo has you true to other hosts

I gave you all my money, my time, my heart, my love

You said I was your honey.  You called me “Turtle Dove.”

 

But your eyelids always shifted—I guess I should have known.

I was just so damned uplifted.  I’d always been alone.

I sit here, dazed and blinking, a single thought to run

As my ship is slowly sinking in the setting of the sun:

 

I saw eternal linking… You saw two days of fun.

Whatever was I thinking?  My God, what have I done?