"On Borrowed Time"

My borrowed time view
sailing the seas far away
I cried the new life for me
discovering distant shores,
dreaming of being married
signed and sealed in wax
writing it in the family bible
that sunshine day of spring.

Remembering her beauty
wearing two pearl earrings
needed a brand new dress
due to this extreme heat,
confusing me to marry her
singing sweet lovers songs
those melodies of pleasure
her nights as the street lady.

Her kisses too sweet for me
that now deceived my heart
promised never to fail again
on a lonely pillow of shame,
these sheets unfolded alone
borrowed time sailing away
so sad in bad time sorrows
searching for a new horizon.

Empty spaces filled my mind
twisted waves crashing down
my deep caves of doubt crying
how to swim without a prayer,
lost gasping trying to breathe
battered bleeding on the rocks
the vision of dancing with her
praying for me there in heaven?

My journal entry forgiving her
buried due south in the snow
where I failed to reach safety
found with the compass dial,
the soul knows how to listen
weeping for my lonely lady
playing her sad fado music
repeated in a melody refrain.



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