•You could hold onto love
Like many from long ago
But even though you created it
You'll have to let it go.

So whenever I'm scared of losing you
And the thoughts haunt me in my sleep
I tell myself that I could call you mine
But you aren't for me to keep.

That's good in a way,
Because whenever my heart knew,
That it possessed something wholly,
Things invariably broke through.

So I'll just hope this time,
The minutes match the hour,
And that through the darkness of my heart,
Your sunlight finds my flower.•
~*~
12:17 a.m.