Temptress of my heart,
Always a thought away.
Many times I wonder if to start
Realizing that some day
Alone is where this world I'll part
But where I am now is where I'm sure to stay.

Times gone by
At each turn of every day,
Mindless battles of doldrums
Rain clouds sure to stay.
A world of hope and joy for some
But for me 'tis not the way.

The irony in these thoughts of mine
A story that shall remain untold
My feelings, although pure and fine,
Require actions that be bold
And despite sentiment of heart and spine,
Best remain hid with me while I grow old.