there is a time
when all the stars align
when the spite seems to die
when all the bitterness has followed
when love is what it is -
a magical mystery
no more a scornful scenery
there is a time
when you remember the sky is blue
when the constellations cease to not exist
when the wind sighs softer than what the storms brew
when the smiles are no longer paint
and the happiness no longer unsafe
and there is no better thing to do than fade
there is a time
when the nails are not bitten down to the quick
when you love to not think
when the words are not written in blue ink
there is a time
when you would let them dance
on a perfect day and hold her hand
as forever wanes
a time when
you plead to mutter 'i love you' and stay by her side,
giving your heart away to the passing melody of chimes
YOU ARE READING
Poemtasia
Poetryshort poem and prose collection written by me, composed of all the words i'd rather not say and all the other words that make up my small fantasies hope y'all enjoy!!
