A Waiting Game of Song
A Waiting Game of Song
In life's journey, many a woman gets lost along the way
Of this, I know for sure most definitely I do have to say
Some people say if you have a softness and lightness
Of how certain types of poets, writers, authors can convey
An all ulterior false of humanistic proximity in realities I say.
Can leave an innocent and endearing poet or writer hurting in their heart
In all unknown circumstances whom can say if they are right or wrong
Can thou cast an interior or exterior absolution which does belong?
Dare I say we all have shed many a tear within our mortal souls their art.
Has there ever been a true love that has ever long and last
Can a woman and a man; be so in tune and never will cast
A disillusioned broken heart may mend in time
In every waking hour of every day, minute, second and hour
I'll always think of your charismatic charms of willful power.
Someday almost many people in love say it’s just a waiting game
Many people contemplate and call it just a cruel kind of a name
If I could feel your heart sing a song full of artistic fine gifted love
Maybe someday we'll stay and sing a rhapsody of how we feel of
A concerto of how love can and be so ever loving and deliciously bring
Then we'll be forever enveloped in a powerful tune that can really sing
Then we'll be forever enveloped in a powerful tune that can really sing.
03/02/2015
Copyright © Eden Barton | Year Posted 2016
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