Trail to the Past

 

The start of another trail to the past

The spark of discovery failing to last

And the heart of the lover sails at half-mast

As the force of emotions engendered by lust

Through the course of corrosion renders to rust

Hormonal devotions, pretenders to trust

Forever’s a concept seductive to thought

Sold from the onset, so easily bought

For, given the context, the brain says, “why not?”

 

That old love at first sight withstood its first trial

You’d seen the girl twice and still liked her smile

She said you were nice and was digging your style

It seemed a good match but then always the doubt comes

‘Tween keeping a catch and maybe living without one

In your scheme still attaching fulfillment to outcomes

So you made a wrong move, but you couldn’t have known

How much you’d improved, how much you’d grown

You fell out of the groove, man, and now you’re alone