Certainty

One From The Archives. Bon Faites St. Valentin.

When a certain kind of person

Turns a certain kind of age

And a certain kind of lover 

Turns a certain kind of page

It’s a moment fraught with danger 

And a certain kind of choice

An uncertain kind of strangeness 

Or a certain strangers voice

Call it wisdom call it knowledge

It’s a question of degree

And a certain understanding 

That what will be will be

So mark your book of learning

And join me at the edge

And maybe we will speak then

Of what is in our heads

One will strike the flame there 

And one will set the fire 

In its ashes there is heartache

But in its warmth there is desire

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