Under The Sun
Was that flower that we called love
Really ours to keep
Or were we meant to weep
For our lost stars above.
Two hearts as one were beating
But true beauty
Is forever fleeting.
All will pass away
That has begun.
Like every kiss
On lips did play
- One brief sigh under the sun.
Were our plans and passionate pledges
Just hopes that walked cliff edges.
Or do we have to concede
That to know the joy
We have to bleed.
Amour
Born with the morning dew
Before that twilight birdsong flew
To disappear in shades of blue.
As our memory stores tears from the rain
To post us when we're alone again.
Should we be grateful
For what we have felt
Yet like a snowman
I just start to melt.
We try to paint our masterpiece
But with time our colours all run.
Even the sweetest symphony must cease
As rainbows fade
Under the sun.
poem by Kevin East
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