be on time and be prepared
quickly I learned my soul was bared
what have I sought, what had I begun
when informed when I was to run

of pushy and tushy and rules in verse
I sit here and mutter, I snarl, I curse
your rantings, they carry on longer than most
you're a trifle bit wordy, if not quite verbose

I suppose that I must extrapolate
the meaning of that of which you prate
allow me to cut to the chase, if you would
my love demands all things understood

yet I'm still here to hold your hand
walk upon a beach of sand
hearts interweaving as we, all the while
dreading the end of our miracle mile

time we spend, as fellows we travel
unforetold weakness causing unravel

we never heard each other's song
denying, we knew it all along