Fine Young Disciples
When you
Have had
Your fill
Sweetheart
And he his
I do wonder
Who shall
Discard who
Yes I do still
Wonder
Every
Now and then
Will it end
In tears
I imagine
That it might
Maybe even
Always will
That tho is
The risk
You take
Longevity or
Brief liaison
Talk about
Love
You dream
About it
But no it’s
Not for you
Fixated as
You are on
Fairy tales
And stardust
The time
Has come
To choose
My love
Choose now
Or risk
Loosing
Each and every
One of us
Fine young
Disciples