Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Flight Pattern

I fell in love and then fell out,

My feeling  for each falling be

One of up, one of down, no doubt,

But lasting lesson learned by me.

Falling in love I feel that I,

Like Icarus, flew toward the sun,

Like Icarus, could fly too high,

Like Icarus, my pride undone.

So the relationship I let

Go only to a safe point of

Where the good turning bad, best bet,

So change my course while still good love.

Sometimes when changing course is sought,

My lover feels the same, or not.