Final Thoughts

Final Thoughts Why is it ?, you choose to avoid what tomorrow brings. Can it be because of your tale ?, - in sorrow, it sings a melancholy song of past pain, pain you want not again – in fear of experiencing one more time – so you refrain from any kind of commitment to men, to me, beyond the superficiality, the shallowness that I see is this game you play ?, far to much negativity you throw at me – word stilettos, into my heart, your tongue, a sword cutting deep – it being oh so sharp! Years have slipped by, a promise from you of nothing. Montreal, New York State, a fleeting moment, something promising British Columbia, all became dust, barren. The winds of hope died that day, not a whisper, not carin, whether or not I cherish those blissful moments in time or live in regret, for years, without you – as my rhymes tell you – in a quandary !, I am left wondering what to do about my love, my friendship, my desire for you. B. J. “A” 2 June 9th 2008