Juissance
So long, my love, there’s no more tears to shed, no more dreams to wed, no fears to rend, so long my love we lost it all the final call, the know-it-all
complex/ I can’t help but sympathize all the lies we tell to keep alive the spell no more regrets, no more tears the years keep eating, keep repeating
no more days of isolation away with phases of condemnation you hold my gaze through the haze long enough to say good-bye
Sorry for all the times I’ve tried to hide this. Sorry for all the times the kindness survived it wasn’t meant to be a kite string
Around my waist and yours forlorn, adrift yet still attached cutting free feels like a heart exacting freedom can be pleasing
See? A piece from me I’m at peace with thee leaving the dream behind you hindsight leaving is best for all, don’t call
again, please, let me fall let me fall, let me fall.
Samuel Maurice (c) October, 2019