Indecision

Indecision
Melchor F. Cichon
1986

The moon keeps on shining bright
After we've called the Beta Way our own.
But the music of the waterfalls
Seems to have been playing in its half-tune.

I stay an hour before my mirror
Awaiting for your visit.
But once I see you knock on my door,
I feel a negative throb in my soul.

Ecstasy has filled my dreams
Which I have no wish for its end.
But once I feel the rays of sun,
I begin to shrug and sigh.

Wait...Please give me a day or two
To give you my golden reply.