LOVE CYCLE

Time is the unit of measure,
And the clock begins to tick again.
With enough time to fix my errors,
I've done things upright.
With the dawn of days,
The rudiment of love have understood.
Loneliness calls.

In love's journeys, have lost my senses.
Tossing around, sooner the fire ends.
All i need is someone to take the chance,
On a love's journey that will last,
without insanity display.
And when the night falls, then my lonely heart calls.

©TOMISIN THOMAS
TEE-THOMAS