'The Chance'

'The Chance'

Grasp that fickle loving haze

Before it passes by

And when it's done

Just let it go

And don't look back and cry.

Cuz all things come

And all things go

and some you'll never miss

Except the feel

Of those sweet lips

Your "Summer's Madness" kiss.

Kesti16©

July 10, 2000