If Only This 

If only my glances side to side 

Had bled forth a hope, frozen in time. 

As once they'd release 

passionate dance 

Of love of colorful shades of rhyme. 

And songs once sung by brain sung but once 

Known but to God, so forgot by none. 

For they torn up by what's merely real, 

Made sad by jostling griefs in parade, 

Take heart and thought that every shed tear 

Drops tempo for omnipotent ear. 

As clumsy kids smiling, skip and trip 

Full knowing their fall belongs to all this.