Familiar

Something familiar about you
one day to next I forget who
you are. New I see through the ruse to truth
and drink your cool blue coup brew and stew.

Not clear on the smells or tastes
of you who captured my hot embrace
and longing to face the forbidden place,
replace haste, pace grace for a slow chase.

Undone, you hit me with your zip gun
poke fun to outrun love hun, stuck like a sticky bun
in it, when we begun, stun, no pun,
is there another who won? none...done.