oct 23 2015

Once in the throes of matrimony
Twice in the throws of ***
A woman left me waiting
in a way I still regret.
And love was all around us.
And dancing on our tongues
Were all the kindest kinds of words
that ever could form love.
And I was smitten; yes I was bared
like Adam was to Eve
So let the snake go play his games
but don't hide behind that leaf
That hides your beauty from my hand
so that my hand must grieve.
The moon is hanging from a thread
of the slightest of beliefs
And if you scare away the clouds
well I swear I'll have to leave
And then there will be no one left
of any true degree
could weigh the odds of who you were
and the chance of meeting me
And here we are and there we were
and time has set us free
To wander here beneath the sky
out of touch with harmony


J. H. Webb