Past tense

“The Prince” – Gallery in Sedona AZ – Photo by gfs

heart to heart soul to soul
thoughts race across the moon
science never finds the truth
searching always for its proof

should we listen to voices
always selling us their goods
when hearts cannot be sold
and love not ours to hold

take my hand again to feel
the warmth within our veins
let life become the memory
a past forgotten lying empty

kisses sealed in evermores
as songs will still refrain
awakening within the ears
the dawn of all our fears

tomorrow comes to those who wait
today ours to behold
passing fades into our dreams
while nothing is as it seems