So it hurt for a while,
Things felt a little raw.
So it was the kind of winter
That can take years to thaw.
So you chipped at my edges,
I feel better rounded out.
So you left me without water,
Baby, I survived the drought.
So you said I was a dream, love,
And now you’re all grown up.
So you fractured my heart:
Well, that’s how it opened up.
The Sun erstwhile waited
For the Moon to glow
He waxed and waned,
And wooed and wailed
But she never showed
Only that Sunday afternoon
Only an early taste of June
Only a pause which grew too long
Only a Buddy Holly song
Only the sunlight through her blouse
Only the fluster he could rouse
Only his hand lifting her chin
Only the first she’d felt his skin
Only Time stretching in bliss
I only take with me that kiss
Sure as the Atlantic tide
Sure as MY Cam will collide
Sure as winter harbours spring
Sure as ends are beginnings
Sure as I could ever be,
That moon will bring you back to me
I understand last chances
Spinning round in stale romances
All the steps back and advances
I’m not sure that’s how Love dances
I’m giving in
Not giving up
You’re still here
Some days, that’s enough
I can surmise all of the lies
He transposes veritably
Old acquaintance should be forgot
On the eve of Q.R.V.
The pull’s insistence
Grew stronger with distance
I’m no longer sure it was natural
When you dropped that bomb
With arrogant aplomb
I assure you, the damage was actual
The Years may be false
But Seasons are true
And it’s been a full four
Since I’ve held you
Time may collapse
But Now holds strong
And the Presents you give me
Never last long
Sometimes I wonder, why you went asunder
When two young boys needed thee
Even souls free of strife, can’t make much of a life
With their bodies buried at sea
Then I hear your voice, giving me the choice
What kind of woman will I be?
And I pray to my father, come hell and high water,
It’s your blood that runs through me
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