IF WE MEET AGAIN

Inside a heart lies a tiny hope waiting
for her to bring it out one more time.

Fools are sometimes why love is funny, we never really
lose it, her sun touches me, yet every day this thought is mine.

We are what we become when in love, endless,
yet if we don’t hold it tight, it slowly floats away.

Even as the sands of time flow on, I never forgot
the power of the heart, ever so as today.

Maybe the words faded in the wind once long ago, I still see
her face when I open my heart, then she fades back.

Every sky has colors when you are in love, as love drifts away,
blue takes over, rainbows are gone, reason is not hard to lack.

Enter the day when the cold was bitter outside, I was walking
in the forgotten park when two green eyes looked back at me.

Time stood still yet went back a step, stronger we were for
a moment, one love feels the fire inside heating the heart to be.

All I could feel at that moment was open arms
coming from my heart, reaching out.

Giving up real love she could not do, fight for
her man she would do, this is what love is about.

Always was a word on store to believe. Your mind took
the words from the heart, “Happy!” it did shout.

In that magic second to say hi, all of these emotions
poured through your eyes for her to see.

Now two lips touched and the brush of love once again
paints colors in the sky, this time always to be.