A Waiting Game of Song

A Waiting Game of Song In life's journey, many a woman gets lost along the way Of this, I know for sure most definitely I do have to say Some people say if you have a softness and lightness Of how certain types of poets, writers, authors can convey An all ulterior false of humanistic proximity in realities I say. Can leave an innocent and endearing poet or writer hurting in their heart In all unknown circumstances whom can say if they are right or wrong Can thou cast an interior or exterior absolution which does belong? Dare I say we all have shed many a tear within our mortal souls their art. Has there ever been a true love that has ever long and last Can a woman and a man; be so in tune and never will cast A disillusioned broken heart may mend in time In every waking hour of every day, minute, second and hour I'll always think of your charismatic charms of willful power. Someday almost many people in love say it’s just a waiting game Many people contemplate and call it just a cruel kind of a name If I could feel your heart sing a song full of artistic fine gifted love Maybe someday we'll stay and sing a rhapsody of how we feel of A concerto of how love can and be so ever loving and deliciously bring Then we'll be forever enveloped in a powerful tune that can really sing Then we'll be forever enveloped in a powerful tune that can really sing. 03/02/2015