Sometimes, its the strongest bonds.
That keep us moving like on a song.
So we start to think about all those times.
We'd lay, discuss, whats on our minds.
Then we "open up", cause thats "love" to us.
And we love the "trust" and give it all of us.
Start thinking is it "love" or "lust".
Or maybe we've been hit with pixie dust.
I mean never did either of us think we'd mean this much.
At a time I've all but given up, to old to believe. in beginners luck.
So instead of going in with love.
I've decided to put my faith in the unknown.
Write a few words, maybe even call them poems.
Softly spoken, using just a cordial tone.
Love aint been lost, I just left it alone.