Danny The Dreamer Boyd
Danny The Dreamer Boyd Poems
By chance it all came to happen,
Or perchance it was a twist of fate;
Plucking a flower before it doth ripen:
Able for a want to no longer wait.
Once, two overlapping hearts,
Crossed paths for good or ill;
And no matter when one heart departs:
It comes back unfulfilled still.
It seems that in all our nights together,
Other thoughts have haunted yet my head;
No, it's not guilt, nor a wanted glimmer,
That could've stopped this shaken bed.
I strive for a moment of peace,
Or perhaps, alas, a moment of pleasure;
You long for a ...
Memories still lead us to lose our hearts;
And having lost all: we surrender our souls,
And render but nothing that may leave us apart:
In hope to once more set love as our goal.
Memories always slide into our lonesome minds;
And while we try not to, we wind up giving in,
And let them consume, and to the past us bind:
To have a glimpse of life and where it all did begin.