Angel’s Chime

Angel’s Chime [aka: true love]

Oh my tortured psyche, is it time to get drunk?

The only worthy regret is one that destroys your soul

Mind decisions that collide with emotions

Always connected to love’s unrelenting confusions

Is this a migraine or a headache of regret?

Emotions once more churning in a fiery dancing set

There’s no easy way to declare the game set and match

Emotions matching mind is a luxury if you’re kind

So endure the hate from broken hearts

But at last I didn’t stab them with Cupid’s arrows

Their tears that fall make me want to run

For when they touch me, it etches like acid from the sun

There’s only one solution and intention

It’s the quest to find mind’s emotion

That’s the peace of the sublime

No more wreckage, but the angel’s chime