Love is not something to throw away
Love is not something to disregard
Love is just something I love to do
Love is just something I have for you*

4/19/2017

Spirit comes to me
I’m tempted by her casual flare
Her thoughts spill over my rainbow
And wash away my every care

The scorching sands beneath our feet
Drift slowly by the thoughts we’ve shared
The story’s not completely wrote
Each passage has its special note

We while away the passing hours
The flowers bloom then fade away
Our time was bent beyond compare
The time we spent was meant to share

There is no place I’d rather be
No other muse I want to see
Her message was so very clear
Inside her spell there was no fear

The sands of time, they blow away
The rainbow’s fleeting  glow is gone
Each treasured moment passes by
The time was right, she had to fly

I'm reposting this because I want to ask a question about rhyme. I'm wondering if there's a specific name for the type of rhyme taking place in the last two lines of the poem (e.g. steep and keep). I don't think this qualifies as an "internal rhyme" but what do I know? I just know I do it a lot and I'm wondering if there's a name for it. Thanks for any insight on this.

Rummaging around through a pile of scraps
I found a hat and an old pair of shoes.
A can of paint is always welcome.
I just need a brush and a sliver of canvas.
Here in my world I look for an answer
But first I need to know the question.
I’ll let it go by without a mention
And dance with my muse while you wait for a chance.
The cost of some magic can be very steep but
I’ll  pay the whole price and keep what I need.

I was trapped in your time and lost in your space
There was never a moment that we didn’t embrace
Our tears turned to laughter and then back to tears
Our fears led to silence in the waning of years
The moment got past us then slipped out of sight
The memories must last us, they’re all that we have
The bridge that we crossed was burned in the night
And the passion we lost chased us out past the light
We came to the crossroads where our souls they did part
Your face in the mirror defied a new start
I’m caught in the chaos of your lasting refrain
It was such a disaster, when we stepped off that train

What is the question? Who did it ask?
Where is the moment most recently lapsed?
Time will tell and mend it around
Nothing can pass for a siren’s sound
What do we have when we see the light?
Memories we weave in the dead of night
Driven by the wind and the soaking rain
We’re lost on the page which should soon turn again
Scattered to the only habit we know
Measuring the trance without a glance
Trapped in the meaning
Caught on the stage
Time ticks away and we’re left in a state
All that we know is the vision we have so
We do what we can just to take a step back

Caught up in wondering what might come next
I can’t see your ending before it’s been read
Your riveting passages unfold into mystery
They twist me around as you fill in your history

The pages flash by, the story pretends
I’m oft led astray till I reach the end
As the tale unfolds then leads me inside
I can’t get away from the clues that you hide

Don’t spoil the show by revealing the plot
Just let me get lost in the words on your page
We both can arrive at the same destination
All I need is a good explanation

Let’s capture the facts and set them to spin
We’ll ride on the tide and feast from within
You’re food for my thought, I cannot deny so
I’ll read you to the end or at least I’ll try