Laps

Laps

Whatever I had, it was lost in the laps.
Whatever words were there once, were left in the gaps.
As I knew that it would be, In a flash it was gone,
Replaced by the next thing, in a splash we’d moved on.
If I’m sure of one thing, it’s the truth in my head,
I’m as sure about that as the words that you said.
Questions asked and answered, drilling into the deep.
What’s below the surface, what secrets we keep.
Uncovering, discovering, no stone left unturned.
Until all of the truths of the heart have been learned.
Another lap around and the words have all gone.
Now it’s just the truth in my head, and time to move on.

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About ShySpark

I blog, I tweet, I eat cheeseburgers, and sometimes I take pictures. But mostly I just write poetry...
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