Some Last Words

I

You said that people should be free with their thoughts.
I want to kiss you all over in the dark, but I can't find that dark.
I'm always out in the light watched by people or my conscience,
      over me lie a 
      damn bird of prey that does away with any good I find or which
      may come
      my way.
In a time once, I did have a passionate life. I practiced some 
      conspicuous 
      consumption of carnal candy.

II

The Image blown away
There's no more mood to play.
Good times came and went
To bring them back I pray.

Has all the good been broken
so the memory's just a token?
It could be true
But I still love you.


Steve Ivanovics
July 1996