Time is too short when we are alone.
The days travel fast; night is in gloom.
Darkness hid the face of the white moon
While there we'll lay in a velvet room
Side by side, our dreamy minds in tune.

Time is too long when we're out of reach.
Each second an antipathetic itch.
The color of sunset becomes peach.
When you're around, I lose my speech
You taught me of love that I could preach.

A princely choice only you can make.
Would you please relieve me this dull ache
Of painful loneliness I can't take;
Of pure emptiness I long to break
Out of myself, a desperate state?

The open sea is silvery blue
A choice for you without much ado.
The ship blew its horn a tic ago.
Isn't it better not to say adieu.
So come to me and we'll sail a few.

© REY ADEL November 14, 1990