There never seems to be enough time to reflect upon a simple dream .Were lovers chance embrace a night sweat dripping upon sheets. Alone under the covers shaking in thought, and yet I have no doubts. If I could change my habits to share a wish would I ever be more than a smile a thought in the morning light.
We are all blessed with the the hope that love brings, but often the rain pours in. Like yesterdays newspaper unread we are thrown away,
To take a diamond in the ruff and peel away the carbon of years gone away, to polish a life not to meet your own but a true union is song without tone, it just cant be done.
And pain, charity of chance, a child a awaking to a nightmare dream. Indirection made king were children rage brings a gift. I have eyes, I have ears , but no voice my emotions stand still.
To shed a tear would only cause a distant thought were people believe in themselves not in others of thought?
A dragon on a wall a picture that tells no tell at all, a lonely room no bride groom , nothing is simple at all.
My weight and shame to face a day a knight might come my way but ill throw him away it is my brave way,,, I’ll never give in, but yet it all feels the same.
Night sweat seems a natural smell, I wonder if he can tell, he does but at the table he plays his game. Yet the newspaper has been thrown away, his heart breaks I cannot care.
My home will stay the same no King here, no knight upon the thrown, just dragons and hopes to make my home. I cannot say I am sorry I did no wrong, he tried but the diamond is gone, and now I am alone, the handsome man has gone away....
And I wonder if he ever really cared…………………………He did...........................