Dance in Circles

Good sex is good for the soul

Good for the heart

Good for everybody  For the universe

Ok you caught me in a tautology

I'm busted with circular statement

Good is good      Bad sex is bad

A writer is a charlatan

So many pose the question

What are you trying to say?

What's that supposed to mean?

I compose another confused poem

To make it clear

I deliver the maxims

My talking points of romance

You say      Shut up & kiss me

I hear your command

Like a saxophone

You don't understand my terms

But you feel every note

Truisms at the tip of your tongue

Oh that's my lips

I wrote this moment down

To play later

Now is the instrumental

I shut up & kiss you 

We Dance in Circles.