As exceptional standards of what used to be
Drift away into a sea of complacency
I find myself yearning
For the days when winning me
Was a necessary achievement
Not something already achieved.
I sit here wondering
If my availability was too early
Put on notice for that special someone to read…
If I too readily gave myself to your gestures of love
Selling my heart just short of the chase,
Bartering the lessons learned from love’s unyielding race.
Yet I have taken for granted
Time’s albeit too slow pace
Making love to love without real introduction,
Sacrificing my worthy grace.
I have placed friend on a ship
And sent it off to sea
Attempting to keep romance
Secretly locked away with me.
Yes, Greedily, I try to stuff the key
Into a pocket with a black hole
To be later retrieved
And daily swept up into wanton arms
As I should be swept off my feet.
But romance never fits such infinite bliss
Such dreamy notions lie as thieves
Gathered around my evening table
Where I sit deeming myself a cheat.
For in my conscious pursuit
To make your love my resounding decree
I have unconsciously robbed myself of the value
Of you truly taking the time to treasure
The gift you have in me.