In the hour of ...
I find myself sitting on my chairConfused as hell as darkness falls on the light
Thinking to leave my thoughts in my heart I keep my mind alight
But who am I fooling? cuz that ain't ever gonna be the case
She feels the same even though less I still cherish that fact
Why can't I let my thoughts invest someplace else maybe that is reality
Cost of wasted minutes turned into hrs don't seem to drift me apart
I still feel the same and that sure is the fact
Change I must for this path can be one which is walked alone
Now at the end I stand worried and aloof
I will return to reality and that I affirm
But till her I sink myself into the warmth of her innocent smile
Ray Gonsalves
Poetry by Ray Gonsalves
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Written on 2009-06-17 at 07:21
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