second chances

I deal in words, I deal in rhyme

I deal in moments lost in time

I wish I could deal in my fate

And start again to make you mine

The waves would then crash

Against the shore of your heart

The seas would then roar

And wash away my hurt

I would then etch words

Against the light of your eyes

Then hold them against the world

As they light up the night skies

And the skies would open up

In drizzles of December rain

The past would burn in flames

As we rebirth our lives again

Siddhartha

Reviews

[Tate Morgan]

This is really well done sid