I’m gonna climb a tree, break off every branch on the way. Guarantee myself this time I’ll be free. The garden was dead, except that last rose, I pulled the thorns off and lay them on the sidewalk so you could see the path, find me stranded. Our escape from the past. Your bare feet, so gingerly, avoiding the thorns pricks along the way. Save the sky, the view is perfect. From this treetop I can see all I need. I need you and the clouds. I need the moon when the sun goes down. I need safety from all the onlookers who’ll never understand.
The inevitable spring. I saw It today.
Knew it would come. We could sneak away.
A moment. It will come again.
Until the new wave strikes,
bitter quarreling lovers in a knife fight.
Part of me saw light, the greatest weapon is love,
polished the stars bright. Each one brighter than the last.
The peace of the world which gently persists.
Sprouting forth undeniably into cherished moments,
a small victory, another day won.
Seated on the edge of oblivion.
The rain drizzled gently from an open sky, and I smiled as she drove away. Life, a series of moments.
Clearing the channel, another one’s on their way.
Pulled up in my new ride, different from the one yesterday.
I’m happy to oblige, I cant hide out in the garage
there too much scenery to partake.
The sweet chassis, the chrome, the wheels
Sidewalks, chasing long legs, tall tales, high heels.
Sell me more then my book value worth.
New models off the assembly line,
to the highway, cars in motion, back and forth.
I’m fine, the blacktop flying by.
Another car salesman lie,
Pedal to the floor, open road, forever sky.
As long as there’s gas,
this won’t be my last ride.
I miss you like the rain
when all the clouds have went astray.
I miss you as if this empty heart,
never went too far
or fell apart.
I miss you when the stars went dead, never fell,
with no more secrets to tell.
I miss the way you smell, the still crackle of time
the ripples in the well.
I miss counting the days you were here, as if they had no end in sight,
and they’re all gone.
I miss the wide eyes, across the room,
the knowing warmth, dancing below the moon.
I miss you like tomorrow will never come.
Feelings unearthed, give rise to new ones.