lost you,
then found me
what were you thinking
as i said goodbye

a circle
an arc
you travel so far
then you are back to the start

so i may not be first prize
or the jackpot in life’s lottery
but i could catch your eye
i am sure i could survive the flattery

i like to think,
i never judge any book by its cover
but i am the same as everyone else

days like lions
like pennies in slots
like tied down dreams
and forget me nots

a wide eyed secretary
in a business world
a world of suits and treachery

picking up the pieces
i am made of glass
and some years ago,
they said this phase would not pass

the last kiss is not something i will forget
no more for me,
no more for you
but i will never forget us

into light,
like a darkness as you fly your kite
but with the string wrapped around you
clasping you way too tight