I think about how love should be
and where we could find it
in a busy street corner
or at the next coffee shop
in the house of a strange aunt
or while waiting at the bus stop
maybe on a beach vacation
or at the railway station
at the wedding of a loved one
on an outing with your friends
oh the prospects don’t end
but with our changing times
waiting is a bit of a crime
so we kill all those chances
with one swipe of our hand
moving from date to date
like a rockstar from a band?
while very few leave it to fate
for others there is tinder
and for a more specific kind
lo and behold ‘grindr’
so many of them out there
our little love finders
this 21st century love
with its gentle reminders
finders aren’t keepers,
swiped left weepers.
Nice poem!! 🙂
Thank You! 🙂