The Eclipse
Is in the kiss
The circumstance is the dance,
That spins us off the rails,
Yet again, there is the chance,
When true love prevails.
Black and white, day and night,
Two minds that act as one,
And who knows when they might,
Join up and have some fun.
The eclipse is in the kiss,
Ignited inside a fire,
No more is it hit or miss,
The madness of desire.
We need to love somebody,
And feel that love return.
Just not anybody,
Then learn before we burn.
Magic days and moments,
One’s that are magnified,
Make up the components,
To keep me satisfied.
Lifted by the feeling,
Exalted by the time,
When my heart is reeling,
And everything’s in line.
I walk and talk and wonder,
What is this all about?
The lightning and the thunder,
The floods that followed drought.
And then again, there’s magic,
And when all else fails,
Though it may feel tragic,
This is when true love prevails.
©
David Rudder
2022
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