Dancing down a slippery slope

Why walk when you can run

I'm not sure what all the fuss is about

Why try to get to heaven

going to hell is so much fun

She may have laughed at me

It certainly wasn't with me

In the darkness I couldn't place her voice

Up close her face looked just like another

Whatever did she mean to me

The other lit a fire in me

Not speaking only of desire

I never saw her cry

She was tough as nails

To see her in a dress

she thought was weakness

even if the sight made my voice catch

and gave me weak knees

We never said goodbye

Perhaps I'll see her again

Time flies on past

Memories are not lost

so long as they last

A look of longing

any sense of will power

traded for a sense of belonging

Lips locked and then departed

Hearts beating in time

To wonder what might have been

as natural as looking within

Without any answers

No time like the present

To wonder what happened in the past

while gazing at the hazy future

Laughing at the angels of delight

ignoring the devils in the details

Falling prey to a cooling moonlight

setting sights on those things

that sometimes cause a fright

Love or to leave

and the panic they bring

before the heart or the mind

take to flight.