Suplication

Time races across the azure sky,
much too fast it leaves me there
looking on and asking, "Why?"
Some things I do not want to bear.

Blue moon, shrouded in mists of gray,
the dark develops in my mind
The morning is so far away
I reach for you, my heart, to bind.

Gypsy jingle, we in blue,
For on the boardwalk we have trod.
Into the sea of salt we flew,
nothing to hinder, hold or stop.

I see you in my ivory time,
the music floats on wisps of dreams,
I close my eyes and it is mine,
But then awake, it's gone, it seems.

Laughter rolling, moaning, cry.
Are these tears of joy or pain?
My heart lets go with just a sigh,
Some things can never be, again.