poem #90

Today is yesterday’s unknown

Tomorrow is today unthrown

Be my today

Be my today

For tomorrow I could be gone

 

August be my love

August be my love

Throw your stones into my heart

And never shall we be apart

Let’s hope that is enough

 

A downward spiral of discontent

My loving heart was not for rent

So young you act

So young you act

Your promise, now, is bent

 

And though we go our separate ways

Agree to frame our better days

I’ll want you more

I’ll want you more

And that’s the price it pays