Dichotomy
The first thought when you hear choice, is the existence of options, A chance at qualifying the rationale for a decision you make, But despite all that, some things were never meant for conventions, Because, in matters of the heart,
The first thought when you hear choice, is the existence of options, A chance at qualifying the rationale for a decision you make, But despite all that, some things were never meant for conventions, Because, in matters of the heart,
We knew there was no other place, but the mountain top, Because this was where everybody we knew, had set up shop, I still remember, the location was merely the first of many a grouse, But that still meant, that
It is surprising how two little words can play with your life, Like frozen butter being teased by a serrated knife, They hang on at the tip of a person’s tongue, And then vanish like the tune of a paean
They say people like us are already made for each other, How, we had wondered, since we didn’t know one another, Always the prankster, time sure took its own sweet time, Before agreeing it was time our little story had
You are the brow of a tide, in our happy family’s song, Glimpses of you, in our memory shall remain eternally long, Bedecked in finery, you’ll soon be drawn away to your abode, The worthiness of a Bride’s Farewell and