Meeting and greeting
often in haste
a bittersweet symphony
for the longing to remain chaste
Of desire, you can speak at will
in denial there is eternity
wanting to stomp every decree
before it becomes an overkill
When I close my eyes
the lights go off
the lights go off
but in the background
the noise refuses to dim
the noise refuses to dim
just like the moments you saved
when you stopped to look
are the ones
that did you in
that did you in
life moves fast, so fast at times
I hold myself to steal some time
nestling under the moist look on your face
I turn my back to what we leave behind
there are moments
when I become pure
hide my profanities
and become my very cure
but these moment are rare
rare as your sight
like so many things you are to me
a fleeting glimpse of my might
a rose that neither withers
nor loses its sheen
I run away from reality
when it begins to drift away from the seams
No, I'm not dying or drifting away
but the epic ending is far from sight
even as these passages
become clearer by the day
a final journey into my being reveals
the very details only you managed to steal
the frosted glances deep in your soul
that I best remember as my living days
there are moments
when I become pure
hide my profanities
and become my very cure
but these moment are rare
rare as your sight
like so many things you are to me
a fleeting glimpse of my might
a rose that neither withers
nor loses its sheen
I run away from reality
when it begins to drift away from the seams
No, I'm not dying or drifting away
but the epic ending is far from sight
even as these passages
become clearer by the day
a final journey into my being reveals
the very details only you managed to steal
the frosted glances deep in your soul
that I best remember as my living days

