Heart of Logic

A Heart of Logic is one grown cold.
Love, love, the mysterious dove
Hard to find one that fits like a glove
But eyes always continue to search
For the dove just waiting on its glorious perch

The struggles of one, but a hardship for all
Everyone's waiting to take the fall
I wish I was just a little less sensible
But the way love works doesn't make sense at all

Time after time I know I will fail
For I prevent the ship to take sail
My mind will forever run on logic
So I don't partake, I merely watch it

Again and Again I see my friends
They leap and they fall, but the fall still ends
Mistakes are all that I can see
Wherever love is said to be

So to this day I'll sit and wait
Maybe in time I'll take the bait
Though truly there is no way to be told
Exactly just what the future might hold

By
Published: 2/15/2010
Post Comment | View Comments
Your Comments:
Your Name: