Briefly,
We were magical;
Like shooting stars
Caught between clouds.

I stand for love
For I believe love
Holds the only remedy
After all everyone deserves
To live their live's in
A state of blissful dignity

My weary pen runs dry
As my word's frantically cry
What if it was you or I
Would a Poet love you
Enough to even try

Try and shed light
On your private hell
Even if it were to mean
This soul I must sell
Real love is where I live
Surely I was put here
To give and give
And give

In my callused hands
I grip the dredge
Of humanity
Like a still born
I cradle calamity
I could never let you fall
With real love
I will carry us all
.......................

Try as ever you
May not be enough this time
As all clocks unwind