CHANCE VS. TIME
Chance passes by, & in her wake
A million stares.
He stands alone in a corner,
Watching her float from one to another.
She noticed him,
He had the Devil's eyes.
Both of them surrounded by others,
Are attracted to each other.
A subtle game,
Of secret smiles & stolen glances.
The rest,
Surrounded in blissful ignorance.
Yet another walks in to steal the spotlight,
Time crosses the room & stradles him in his seat.
He takes her in,
But the other is not forgotten.
The claim has been made,
But Chance does not give up so easily.
With his stare,
He challenges her to make a move.
She smiles and complies.
Telling him what he already knows
That they were ment for one another.
But he does not let go of the one,
Who keeps him rooted in his place.
The two, Time & Chance stand speaking to one another,
And illusion of relation.
Time confesses her Love,
Chance smiles, brutal, secret
His confessions ringing in her other ear.
But how could they be happy?
Time in her nievete could not last long.
And their unknown meetings,
Inflamed the fire they refused to ignore.
How easy is it to chose between Chance & Time?
When they both always get what they want?
Confusion is his aphrodiziac,
And pain his pleasure.
Chance's subtle cruelty,
And Time's dillusion is heaven.
But something has to happen.
Chance's whisper echos through his mind,
"You know it can't last, it never does."
What is lost when Chance is gone,
And Time becomes mundane?
