spell

no one told me when to run

was it with full moon

or the warm sun?

I knew when 

the time was right

and ran full bore

under the moon's light

tired of waiting

staying home

while you ran wild

the one to roam

the time did drain

like sand in glass

I knew that soon

I couldn't come back

far away, across the field

once more love

refused to yield

the tolling of 

the iron bell

cancels out

your once cast spell

it's funny how 

the rain did stop

and how I finally

got on top

of all the tunes

that droned and played

where once we loved

what went away

Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License