Last Chance
I pulled out all stops to try to get to you
you stood on the mountains for a better view
while my mind went East, yours headed West
the time that I wasted, could have been better spent
my heart went searching for a love song to sing
you offered me passion with none of the strings
my mind got tangled in barbwire reasons
cut on the hope and bleeding from the lesions
I boarded my flight and touched down at noon
my heart left yearning beneath a crescent moon
sleep does forsake me and so do my dreams
nothing can blot out these feelings it seems
I pen another sonnet of a heart that is bleak
wandering aimlessly down love's empty street
I ponder the consequence of when we last danced
when I knew it was finished--my heart's last chance
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