It's impossible to sum up
without words too contrite a true meaning of
any time,
from beginning to end.
Boundaries do change
in our determined fashion,
unexplainable drama
questions from day to day.
in the meanings unsaid
that glows in the night
at the heart of the soul
for some things are never done.
upon clouds of hope,
on silent nights
with millions of stars
that creates unexplainable
togetherness.
We've fought a hard fact
a message of sorts,
come from the blue
joining we two
at a time without end.
On cold, cold nights
our reflections will pass,
and we will know
we were
what daydreams are made of.
"The
struggle is to say what I must
and the trick
is that there are no tricks.
Format and
style are the method of it while words are the way.
This is a lot
harder than I thought it would be."