It Seemed Just Right

If chance was a mistake, why was time in harmony?

If cupid made a crooked shoot, why did he let it be?

If secrets can injure, which spot did it bleed?

If hearts were captives, will they ever be freed?

 

If touch was peril, which spot was secure?

And if a kiss venom, which pill could have cured?

If yearning was crime, then how about hunger?

When trouble of mind is mended when it’s fonder

 

If desires were throes, then what is to live?

And if a wish heroin, can a tonic moderate?

If delight is larceny, which sentiment is a bail?

If absence is relief, why does it make us frail?

 

If you and I were not suppose to be here- why do all good things dwell-like it risked the past and the future-for US to exist.