Part of me sees better than me
It makes decisions without consulting
At times I wish I could change them
Cupid is no baby
A cherub bringing sweet Valentines
He's a hardened mercilous god
Beautiful in right alone
Devastating as Hades home
I'd like to say Cupid struck
You are kind and I genuinely enjoy your company
But he laughs at me
Cruelly
Dangling my heart before me
It aches so much I've nearly given up the race
My dear be patient with me
Forgive me
I am playing with gods
Who have not finished with me

Playing sanity like a song
Pop or rock
Maybe a sad love song
Stations drop as it goes
Leaving static that knows,
How songs come and go
Four simple chords
Deceptively complex
Sanity won't you meet me
For this drive called life
We'll turn the radio on
Drive fast enough
To watch the wind blow

Wouldn't it be grand
If all this rhymed
Played on a bandstand
On a late summer night
As sweethearts dance one last time
But we know the tune
It's shifting soon
Swing was changed for uniforms
And kisses for bayonettes
Wouldn't it be grand
If our rhymes found life again
We too dance
A perilous one indeed
Wondering if the pen is mightier than the sword
Or easier than choking on words
Isn't it grand
Poets still sing and writers still demand
Our furious dance
One last rhyme
For our time.