THE SECOND TIME
(pic is of a street in my home town i grew up in)
THE SECOND TIME
S.JENSEN © 2018
(old poetry 1990ish - reworked)
THAT MOMENT
THE SECOND TIME
IT WAS ON MY MIND
WAS IT TRUE
THIS WOMAN
GOT USED TO THIS
LIVING
DO YOU REMEMBER
HOW THE
ANGELS SO SANG
AND YOUR
SORROWS
LEFT YOU THERE
RIGHT BEFORE
THE LIGHTS
CAME UP
DO YOU REMEMBER
YOU TOOK MY HAND
DO YOU REMEMBER
MY FRIEND
OH DID IT FEEL
RIGHT
IN THAT MOMENT
DID YOU FEEL
LIKE IT WAS
THE SECOND TIME
WITH YOU
THE VIVID MEMORY
WELL IT HAD
TO DO
OH THE DREAMS
THAT COME TRUE
AND THOSE
THAT DONT
TO SOMEONE THAT
YOU LOVED
AND
BOTH WOULD
ALWAYS LOVE
NEVER LOOKED BACK
THE SECOND TIME
AROUND
FOR US
MAY NEVER COME
BACK AROUND
EVEN
THOUGH I STILL
LOVE
OH TO THE
SECOND TIME
AROUND
WHICH WE KNEW
WOULD NOT LAST
WE HOLD IT
ANYHOW
AS LONG AS WE CAN
SO MOVE
PASS THE FIRST TIME
SO MOVE
PASS THE SECOND TIME
AND
ONTO A SPACE
WHERE REALITY
IS FOREVER
IN THE SPACES
WE KNOW
THE REST
IS LET GO OF
…
PAST IS PAST
HURT IS DONE
WHAT IS DONE IS DONE
AND OVER WITH
…
I KNOW WHO
IS WHO
AND WHAT IS NOT
NO GAMES
COME FROM MY
HEART
NEVER HAVE
NEVER WILL
BUT IF SOMEONE
TRIES TO PLAY
IT
KNOW IT WILL
BE PLAYED BACK
TOO
I KNOW WHAT
THE DIFFERENCE
IS
SECOND TIME
AROUND
HAS COME AND GONE
SO
WHERE DOES
THAT LEAVE
THE TRUTH
AFTER SO MUCH
LIES
CARRY ME AWAY
AND LET
THAT BE THAT
SO THERE ARE NO OTHERS...
BECAUSE I AM
DONE
