donderdag 15 september 2022

Maybe

maybe, love saw me coming from afar
maybe, love thought I was too strong
and did not need to find her love

but love, she was waiting, kept me waiting
sleeping, dusty, sometimes hollow and grey
where the sand tells you his tale
covered with grain, covered with rain

maybe, she saw me coming from afar
maybe, but then I found her
and love's love was mine to take away

and maybe, maybe she will stay
maybe...

with love...who's to say

(c) JR. 2022

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