They were far too brief, the moments-
That I held you next to me.
When we used words like “forever”…
But we knew they could not be.
Stolen moments in our life times…
We played a game of “let’s pretend”.
That we lived within some dream world,
But we knew that it would end.
Oh, the pleasure of those moments-
Now, I know I’ll not forget…
Bittersweet, and very painful-
That we met, I’ll not regret.
On such times we hang the tapestrys-
Which represent our lives.
While the moments quickly leave us,
Long their memories survive.
Stolen moments, stolen visions-
Of a life beyond our ken…
Lives not meant for jaded ladies,
Nor for calloused, hardened men…
But from time to time, those moments-
Uninvited, come to mind.
Of a girl, a night, a vision…
That I’ve long since left behind.