To love, with abandon,
those in your circle
of friends. Moments
pass too quickly. Then they're gone.
To love, with abandon,
those in your circle
of friends. Moments
pass too quickly. Then they're gone.
Whispers, in the night,
Come from corners of darkness.
Words, softly said,
To a friendly ear,
Draws you closer.
And now you hear,
The words, I love you,
Said, on blankets,
On the grass,
By those, whose presence,
Will soon pass,
Into nothingness.