Seperate

the crossing of people, and how we never notice their passing

More into everyday’s light
Worlds cross and tragically part
One more than right
With the same beating heart

Standing alone in time
Wanting so much from amore
Will our hearts rhyme
Or sink to the abyssal floor

Eyes cast down again
Curious but held taught back
How can they win
If life’s essence conversing they lack

What will become of the soul
Passing through the winds of time
Will it mend with and bind
Shall the world lose it’s rhyme