| By L.P. (loveis) written 5-14-97 Summers almost here -
and the air is getting warm...
You see me walking on the street
and I know your heart is torn...
But my rainbow shines in the distance
and it beckons me ahead
promising, a brighter future
(should I bury the past as dead).
...And so we pause for a 'hello'
a smile, and then good-by.
You could never be near
to my heart again;
The last time
was the very last try...
For you wanted a goddess -
a 'barbie doll,
a 'fantasy' - to dress and to show.
Not a woman to love
despite imperfections -and faults
with a mind of her own.
...You, as the wolf
by 'nature'
expect, subordinance -of heart;
It took but a matter of time
for me to decide
with no other woman -
would I share a part.
...If you love somethhng
they say - set it free.
If it loves 'you'
it shall return.
This I have done
and you have come back -
but without direction
- without discern.
...and I feel the summer - calling my name;
the warm smell, of the on-coming heat,
fills my mind and senses
with 'memories' -
'both', - bitter and sweet. |