What loving proof, is deemed unfair
If you danced away like Fred Astaire
No timing, rhyming, or cold stare
Can equally compare

The anguish if I lost you; dear
From the once conqueror of fears
Holding on to memories, Then ****, it disappears

We could reminisce when we grew old
To way back in the day
Together, holding hands
From Brooklyn to the Bay

The cost is just a fraction
Of the amount that I would pay
To reach our love’s conclusion
If only for a day

You always tried to encourage me
When my head was in the clouds
And if our love became complacent
There was laughter to be found

You always kept me guessing
With your flare for life itself
I thought about confessing
The hand that I was dealt

It’s impossible to recreate
The pictures frame by frame
No time to rush, no time to waste
Our love could never fade

We set it free into the universe
With a message soft and pure
It traveled on an unknown course
But it was too hard to ignore

It’s mission to connect the dots
Of love and hates demise
It would appear you put me on the spot
Through a lame disguise

The gift of love in ones grasp
Will surely slip away
Don’t focus on the  memories of past
When there’s still some time today

A way to compensate your fears
A way to feel redeemed
To spend the duration of my life
With the woman of my dreams