Treading On a Familiar Path

It's like looking at the beautiful colours of the rainbow,
As captivating as viewing the whole world from your window.
A kind of picture that stays stuck in your head,
And even continues in your dreams as you lay on bed.
Ravishing beauty that alters your thinking,
The kind that captures all you attention without blinking.
But just as you are thinking of having her to yourself,
She suddenly transforms herself.
I have fallen for such beauty before,
So now, it's like I'm treading on a familiar path.

So pleasing to hear like the song of a nightingale,
So interesting to hear like a happy ending tale.
The sweet voice of the one you admire,
And the re-assuring words you desire.
Telling you how you occupy their thoughts,
And leading you on with her enticing words.
Just as your confidence is getting as solid as a stone,
She suddenly changes her tone.
I have heard those sweet words before,
So now, it's like I'm treading on a familiar path.

It's like the feeling you get as a kid playing in the rain,
The feeling of excitement that words can't explain.
An excitement that long after the rain, always remain.
The kind that takes you into the sky like an aeroplane.
You get the feeling that your dreams are coming true,
And that you found the special one for you.
Just as you are beginning to get comfortable,
She decides to turn over the table.
I have felt that attraction before,
So now, it's like I'm treading on a familiar path.

(c)DK... March2009.