The time has passed
but not for me
a beautiful sunset
a memory
the touches, the kisses
the blood on the rose
never apart long enough
to see how one grows
the clock cannot depict
the seconds of minutes of time
tears that fell to unheard cries
the dawn that you werent mine
the touches of the blessed
feelings of the cursed
more than a sultry kiss
a sigh til nigh, my first
human nature will prevail
how many tears can fall
the salt of my soul
can drop with anguished call
how kisses can turn to anger
how love can turn to hate
how little we know the roles we play
puppets to our fate
silhouettes of what we were
ripped within our soul
the blurred mirages, empty eyes
lost chances of becoming whole
i hate you my love
raw emotions true
we'll stumble on, torn lovers
my soul now kissing you
