There are some regrets

That are none

There are some actions

Which are better left done

And words

Oh words on hot nights

And chilling cold days

Words that should stay

And words that take you away

Small whispers under street lamps

And tumbling words in the middle of May

I can not, I want not

I should not, I shall not

Yet somehow

Thoughts linger

Well past midnight

Fast approaching twilight

THANK YOU