No Time

Written by: Melissa Ross

Discovery eases many doors within,
It fills my thoughts with chagrin,
My heart beseeches reprieve,
From feelings I cannot believe,
I crave some essence of promotion,
Though my conscience lacks the notion,
That a greater occurrence could transpire,
I know you feel my relentless desire,
It scolds my chest,
With no rest,
I crave the taste,
See what we face,
Even if I had a dime,
We’d be left with no time.