Images dance across the corridors of your mind,
joys and sorrows, experiences from one’s past,
memories of yesterdays gone, lost in endless time,
life is a constantly changing and nothing ever last.
Our existence is in the present, this minute, this hour,
yet trapped between the past and future we ponder,
never taking time to enjoy the beauty of a flower,
living in a land of dreams we pointlessly wander.
As each moment comes and goes it disappears,
never to be seen again, for it can not be captured,
but it lies in wait with all your hopes and fears,
oblivious to what life holds, we miss the rapture.
The past is filled with memories never to be shared,
intentions and desires, so many unfulfilled deeds,
warm hearts consumed in desire for those that cared,
haunted by the reality of life’s struggle for basic needs.
Tomorrow holds the promise of what might come,
bringing hope and encouragement from total despair,
yet the future really only exist in the minds of some,
but today lived to the fullest, is life beyond compare.
Five years have passed. The sequel to the award-winning Chapel of Eternal Love, this book revisits the same couples in the first book, and where the lives have taken them since they left the altar at The Chapel of Eternal Love
A homonymless man writes shows what it's like to look up the laid he skirts when you’re lying prone(d) to the sidewalk, beer / joint / needle dangling from your hand /lips / arm.
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