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Drifting Apart
The litany of love birds "Till death do us apart"
Young, idealistic fools!! Reality yet to start
When the forage for sustenance will take you across seas
When you will find new pleasures, your senses they will tease
When you get so busy that you cease to think any more
Without your realising you would have evolved galore
And when you fly back to your heath, thinking of her awaiting you
You know not that she's been busy discovering herself too
Ecstatic you chirp together, you realise you're out of tune
Meticulously preened yet you feel like a prune
It dawns that your love was a fantastic dream of a juvenile heart
It'll be no more except a sweet dream, because some time you two had drifted apart.
-Marisha
September'03