Of
The Other Side.
Looking
back
I
now see a clue,
Something
revealed,
A
view that is new.
Two
roads,
I
had taken the one,
Avoided
by
Most
others who seek fun.
Choice
made,
I
fell and we laid,
Made
love
Thinking
time would not fade.
The
other
I
had left without a touch,
But
still
I
desired her so much.
Road
walked
With
love and with light,
We
shared,
Warmth
of touch every night.
Yet
what
Would
have been better done,
For
peace,
When
I'd walked upon sun?
Berlin's
eyes
Hid
no great secret surprise,
Yet
fear
Was
mine alone to disguise.
Shame
became,
Something
I would yet regret,
She
lifted
Me,
as our eyes gently met.
Decision
made,
I
never saw her again,
Yet
strangely,
Her
images in beauty remain.
So
why,
Do
I ponder this mystery,
Ever
curious
Why
I made her history?
Danger
became,
What
my feet chose to follow,
Spanish
sunsets
Somehow
letting me feel hollow.
Now
alone,
I
determine never to return,
To
those
Doubts,
teaching me how I yearn.
Lessons
learned,
I
move into a new gear,
Finding
comfort,
Intuitive
joy in my ear.
Neither
one,
Wrong
or a right move,
Just
decision,
Giving
me a chance to improve.
I'm
grateful,
For
this chance to review,
In
He-insight
We
always gain something new.
So
happiness,
Can
be mine once again,
Confidence
building,
No
two roads are the same.
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