Undergo

The story was started with a deep glance
Smiling as powerful as the ultimate chance
Sure it would sometimes depart from sight
Though, remain within a lovable pure light.

I loved, still adore seconds left in time
Now, can barely forbid them to mime
They bring back drops of blues at night
Remind me I’ve forgotten how to fight.

Deeply impressed by the serene face I know
Elapsed impressions I beg for it to throw.
My soul distinguishes as a forgotten glove
My confusion, the tale I was tardily aware of.

Embracing my last thought inside a cloud
And give my promise I’ll speak out loud
Though mystified how it shall tremble…
“ Want broken pieces to reassemble!”


Monday, 25 September 2006
21:32:52