People often fall in love with the idea of another...
They cling to that one spark they see in them...

Kiss, look and see
One tear, one laugh...

A slowly burning ember
May extinguish into the night...

There will be no sympathy
No one to hold my hand...

What argument is there?
Charged with little claim...

A simple gesture
An offered hand...

I could write about new beginnings
And endings that were meant to be...

Perhaps true love does not exist
Perhaps love only brings pain...

When the road comes to a stop
The last line of a book is read...

I want to say I'll miss you
But your not mine to miss after all...

You might be small you might be big,
You may have helped and not known that you did...

Winter solstice is my favorite holiday. While it...