Hurry now, retrace your steps
Before the moment slips away
Don’t leave room for mocking regret
Your sanity’s first, don’t you forget.
Hush hush, hear love’s silent footsteps
Turn right around, don’t see its face
If you let its sweet words serenade
You’d be a captive in the crusade.
Enslaved, you will chant love hymns all day
Marvelling at your alien soul’s way
So, don’t overthink, turn around, flee
Sans dark circles of woe, dance with glee.
Photo credit – Brigitte Tohm (unsplash.com)