Time If Only... Poem by Errol Anderson

The quiet and calm beckons yet remains out of reach,
The wrong place, the wrong time… is timeless.
The mind still spins, like a top out of control,
Longing for that sweetness that was meant to please.
A passion waiting to be unleashed, tasting some but not fulfilled.
The senses remain electric, charged by the shock.
Emotions ablaze, the excitement and the pain, the mood sways.
There is no game but accept the loss.
The blame, where does it lay, time… if only it stood still.
Deception, was there just cause, to awaken that part which slept?
Acceptance with no regrets.
This weight hangs heavy, drowning, gasping for one last breath.
The tunnel, there a light, reaching…reaching.