Wednesday, December 23, 2015

I Aim At Hash

Trickled along, drop by drop,
Evident yet, unstopped.

Ignored as a minuscule thing,
Silently cumulating.
You look at where it's going,
Surprised, there is an ocean growing.

You'll look for her start morn,
Like water for fish she's gone,
Drop by drop,
She has gone beyond your grasp.
 
Memories you did not live,
Words you did not give,
Now that you've started to talk,
You're afraid she might stop.
She has gone beyond your grasp.

The distance is a pain,
Wonder if she feels the same,
There's none you can blame,
'cause when she was there,
You refused to seize the day.
Never was she in your clasp.
She has gone beyond your grasp.

I implore you,
Lady of his dreams,
Grant him this wish and let him be,
By your side until to a stop,
His heart bleeds.

Maybe she will come back,
But if only you could only ask.
Drop by drop,
She has gone beyond your grasp.