Monday, April 02, 2007

"Changes"

Funny how nothing really changes.

Chance is a precarious risk

Time does not wait for slow heart beats.

Warm lips can’t wait for a kiss.

Night is a cooling reminder

Of sunrise’s fade long ago.

To me it comes as a surprise,

But he knew it seasons ago.

I wish I like he had the gift of

Knowing ahead when to give,

But I can thank him for the learning,

And in this care-free life I’ll live.

Sometimes, yes, I miss the feeling

Of feeling that way so deeply.

Funny how everything changes.

Sunset has wrought change in me.

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