Oliver's Dilemma

Oliver met her at the door that day. She held it open like a

scene from a play. His heart tripped over, his tongue went

astray. Now he's stuck on rewind, paint a smile in his mind.

He says it's love, but love's unkind. Oh, Oliver,

let her go. She's just a girl you barely know. Isabelle,

oh, she's a dream. But not everything's what it seems. He's writing poems

on his coffee cup. Scribbling her name but it don't add up.

She's a stranger, yet he's so caught up. Her laugh echoes like a chime.