A song with many titles (Written in Cracow)

A Song with many titles

Thinking back to the moment it starts
And where we will see each other again
Some things will remain in my heart,
and I did not wish to part, wondering why
I rolled the dice, from that spark ignites
As the days go by, beauty may wither to the sight
but only grows in the mind.
From the magic moment of the first kiss
To the tragic inevitable when I leave your lips
They may see the surface and judge from that
I did in fact, gave it time, there is no trap
Freedom, pleasure, in blue or grey weather
Alone and together, whoever you love
I wish they appreciate your embrace
Between the sex, lust and alcohol
I met a sober change, pain and the way you elevate
And though the scars of the past may be black
Your soul stays resilient, though the disgrace
Of your gifts raped, your heart torn
And grown back again. Sad and happy in
The subtlety of your smile, can we linger longer
Hold each other for a while? while love embodies us both
Your crazy, telling each other stories in a cryptic code
In the morning I must go, with the hope
Our paths may cross with the same spark along the road.
And if they don't, I'm prepared for that
No stranger to face the fact. Only a memory can be
Captured in a photograph.
As the train came and left, I wished you the best.
Blessed, with happy thoughts when I laid down to rest.