Do you believe in love?
Do you believe in love at first sight?
Do you believe love is like a seed?
Watch it grow.
Do you believe it is like a weed, a wild thing?
Taking life energies from everything in its path.
Do you believe it is more like a wild flower?
Blooming in the spring.
Waiting for a defrost.
Its rebirth coming from the warming sun.
The beauty fleeting.
Sleeping in the end.
Instinctively we all should know.
Has my heart really turned from gold to cold?
Has my mind taken over much control?
Being jaded cannot fade away.
It lingers making me turn away, run away.
Ghosts of loves gone bad hang over me.
A cobra ready to strike up injecting deadly poisons into my veins.
Candles flickering flame casting shadows that will forever remain.
Breath held tight, not much room left for what should be loves energy light.
The Candles flickering flame has been blown out.
Sparks try to ignite.
Taking chances seem way to far out of reach.
Can the soul's candle's wick be relighted or is it now just too late.