if ever we meet again
and my words are enough to say,
I will marry you in that moment,
never leave you from that day

should have found the way to
no reason was as good
with all that was the forecast,
how dare I leave misunderstood

sick, recalling that one promise,
“One year from now will be…”
and sure as time would pass us,
life recorded that one thing

but plans no match for pleasure
and soon indulged was I
looking for a peace
that you’d made not hard to find

and since has been a mention
but a faded sense of be
wishing chance revisit
as you come back to me…

-see

©2015 Cornelious “See” Flowers
@seethepoet