He feels the decadence
of the day
knows that what’s inside him
hidden will always stay
what’s done is done
no future is left in the past
battle over, no one has won
thoughts are slow to fade away
forgiveness become words.... lips will never say
Ambivalence of early morning sunshine
gives way to the afternoon rain
no matter how much things change in his mind
seems the heart forlorn always stays just the same
Nights quiet will scream to him inside
in dreams memories will reside
for he is haunted
and taunted
in the night
only to himself
will he in morning light confide
For love and time
go hand in hand
they dance without care
to romance they sing along
and never a day
will get in their way
until one day...they’re gone
Copyright ©-2001 Dennis Hicks