and who knows
maybe Tomorrow
will bring Clarity
once and for all
but until then
we'll have to wait
just a little more

still he wonders
if she remembers him too
yet not knowing
she wonders too

maybe it is tragedy
maybe it is fate
but till Time itself bleeds as sacrifice
it is us
who must pay
with the debt of life

You are
The Four-Leaf Clover
That I search for
in gardens that spread
vastly across the horizon
you are
The Black Swan
that swims so elegantly
despite a world so cruel
You are
The Shooting Star
across the midnight sky
that sparks hope
in the heart of
a boy who yearns

the cracked cobblestones
and the dimly lit streetlamp
the litter of stars
that spread across the sky
all bear witness to
the secret couple
dancing
under the soaking wet rain
that accompanies them
yet all promise
to not whisper
to a soul