Tag: love

There’s a rush of roses
And sweets smearing my hands!
After all this time, I don’t think
My heart still understands –
It’s wary, yes – it’s unsure –
It’s much quieter than before;
It lies, in tremulous wait,
Of what lies in store.

But there’s still a rush of want,
There’s sex and there is hope,
So It quietly believes, still,
That it can cope
With whatever the future brings:
Sweets and roses, or bitter thorns,
A flight upon angel wings,
Or an impaling on demon horns.

Silly thing, why can’t it give in –
To life and all the lessons learnt
And the dreams, of a few years ago,
That now lie wasted or burnt?

If we ever stop talking,
Just send me a song;
Convey your emotion;
This way won’t take long.

There will be a tune
And the lyrics will soothe:
They’ll talk of the moon
And ease my mood.

I’ll read between lines;
I’ll imagine your face;
It’ll tell me things
That earn you grace.

I’ll hear your reasons,
In moments of rhyme;
And music will guide me,
Back and forth through time.

And when you do speak,
The hurt won’t be so strong;
So, if we ever stop talking,
Just send me a song.