Way off the bridge I found a silver spoon,
It shined like a lover in the deep afternoon.
What do you hold in your metalic like glance.
A spoonfull of lovers who only will dance.
Or a sparkle of sugar on the sweetest romance.
Oh spoon full of sugar, wide with great chance.
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RSM (Pseudonym) (
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I love this twist of the fanciful into meaning with great metaphor. At first is seems a nursery rhyme somewhat absurd but out of absurdity springs wisdom and it speaks to relationships asking the time old question of is one's choice only a dance where one trades partners from time to time or is it sweet and like sugar soon the taste wears off and one requires more. Wide is the chance indeed. A fave
Ty for your interpretation and fav
You are very welcome
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