EverLastingLady Poetry (1)

Perhaps its, a state of mind
Or a feeling grows deep within
That grows and blooms most every day
For the joy that it can bring
Perhaps the day is, so fleeting
Like the blinking of an eye
One minute it is with us
Then the next, it passes by

Perhaps there is, so many things
That we cannot contemplate
Like pure and raw emotions
Or our destiny and fate
Perhaps there's, most everything
That causes us to crave
For things that cannot ever be
From the cradle to the grave

Perhaps state, the unison
Of two people who are one
Entwined in each and every way
From dawn till setting sun
Perhaps this day is, the tie that binds
Through life and death as well
To meet again beyond the grave
Be it heaven, be it hell

Perhaps we will, find us one day
So true without deceit
And make us feel that we are whole
Then set our hearts to beat
Perhaps that day can, give reason to
Believe in destiny
And someday soon, there will be love
For you, as well as me