The First Time

the times and seasons are just right lessons learned and begging to be tied with the right one the only one in my sight, words that rang incessently complete with tears or was that only me? must we continue to wait lingering around hushed promises made late. as the world sleeps and rustles soft we carry on with heavy hearts while this burden grows why hesitate if the sun refused to shine and the moon stayed put, would we move to action then or sit and stare at circumstance declaring rants without delay and blow another sign to chance what more do we need to convince our hungry hearts and emptiness, I knew it from the first time, I know you knew it, too...