I believe in you,
the ball drops to the Earth.
The eyes fall below the group
a tear sinks to the Earth,
I shouldn’t be this distraught,
I tried.
I’ve studied long enough
to know
that the Chemistry
isn’t the only ingredient.
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I believe in you,
the ball drops to the Earth.
The eyes fall below the group
a tear sinks to the Earth,
I shouldn’t be this distraught,
I tried.
I’ve studied long enough
to know
that the Chemistry
isn’t the only ingredient.
I just want to hear it.
Your words stayed on my lips
Everlasting taste stays with me
like you walking with me in
a meadow with two doe’s
side by side. I think about
that day like it was tomorrow.
That day will play in my brain
like It’s a Wonderful Life on Christmas.
You tasted like honey,
was a wonderful day.
Tell me once, and it will be
Christmas,
Do you?
King a top the mountain
gate shined bright, blinding
the subjects below. Tears
filled the lake rushing through
the mountain.
The only show of life.
Aluminum and cigarette buds
made most of the layers.
None would venture near,
except the waves of life
dribbling around the edges.
Fish swimming upcurrent
pass the weary travelers
looking for a mountain
to lay a flag.
I wanted
everything.
Mostly,
I wanted to know
what was dancing
on your mind.
Seems like
a life time ago,
I don’t know
if I remember the steps.
Was it right before
or right now?
It doesn’t matter.
I just want
too see you
close
that is everything.
Follow me,
will jump off the edge,
hand in hand,
greeting the Earth below.
This reality won’t catch us
won’t support us,
won’t pass the Mic for us
too sing our sorrows.
Maybe I’m just venting,
maybe we should go to a new bar
maybe we should sing karaoke
until the sun comes up.
I wish, I wish
you would carry the courage
too see your worth
know your exact change
it’s a subtle tip
that
I’d catch you.
You shouldn’t
but
you can’t help it.
What if you called
what if you came over for dinner
what if you weren’t so scared.
What would tomorrow have been?
Would you have stayed the night
would have made breakfast
would you have called tomorrow?
What if you gave it chance.
It’s not healthy, I know,
I just can’t help give it a second thought
or maybe three.
Looking at your number in my phone
wondering if you were doing the same.
It’s not healthy, I know,
prone to question
what would have been.
Slowly down the steps,
I saw her.
Each step,
a wonder. The red dress
covered her long legs,
shinning from the moon light
drawn to her. Long hair
waving along her side,
envying the intimacy.
I couldn’t move.
The shine from the blue
sparkled, but the green,
the green
reached for my heart,
and sang.
In false command,
praying for pause
anything but ephemeral
reaching for words,
stumbling for syllables.
You are beautiful.
Whispering to me,
you are the first.
For some
it doesn’t come
in an envelope through
a mail slot.
Didn’t show up
on our doorstep
engraved in evlen
and a large white hat.
Someone didn’t save
you from sand people
in the dune with tales
of your father.
The beginning moment
is shrouded in history,
unavailable until the peek.
Till the curtains are drawn.
A moment all reach and pass
without a second glance,
shadowed beauty
with a yellow umbrella.
Will scour the books,
together.
You talked to me in
a dream.
I could tell,
you said you loved me.
Stacked to the nine
brave being climbing the
scales, passed the fine line.
Passed expectations and morale
precense, he there to be the best.
Two strides high, the edge is here,
succeed where you have failed they
told him and he climbed to the highest.
Falling was faster than climbing.
Air speed through the ear,
shattered the drums
solo.