The Tragedy Of Hours
Take this token
for your trouble girl, a keepsake
from the heart; I pledge to you I’ll not forget
how this fleeting dream did start,
a flickering of memory - it may sometimes make you cry
but I shall lose much more than this
when the bell tolls for
goodbye.
The loveliness
you saved for me; too much
that I could share; secrets that I spoke to you
scant baubles for your hair,
the tragedy of hours �?not ours to understand
as love’s last true intentions
slipped slowly through
my hands.
So listen
for a whisper, let the tears
well in your eyes; risk a glance up to the stars
it’s waiting there �?your prize,
for all the lights upon the sky
such of these am I
and watching, hoping all the while
- lost lovers pass me by.
©lb04.