And there's nothing you can do about it now.
With a frantic heartbeat - he laid his last.
Lost to the warmth of the sun
Upon the horizon a new dawning light
Taking back memories to form connections yet to be made.
A man who was once senile, blooms emotions so forth
Without the heartache
Without the fear
Ones ability to love, to grieve longingly for an individual, seems dull
Like risk is the means to life.
Like a ship never hearing the water's roar
Or a bedroom performance which never leaves.
Even a rooster guilty of too many sleep ins
Because if you won't, who will.
Come a day where you'll wish you had done just so.
Pray you never experience it