I fell in love with the soul that had wind in her hair.
She came into my world and whisked me out of it,
I followed her scent.
I fell in love with the soul that smiled in the midnight air.
My Mother warned me about it,
Be careful or she may shred your heart.
I followed her scent, to my descent.
I fell in love with the girl that had wind in her hair,
No one could catch her, mold her, wind her, break her, capture her.
I dream of you,
Of your smile, your laugh and your voice.
I dream of you,
Of your dreams, the way your hands would move as you worked,
Of the way you spoke to keys, strings and sticks…beats I’d call them,
Light as you called them.
To the world it was music,
But to you, it was eternity, so I let you embrace it.
I dream of you Stardust,
Of all the things we left unsaid,
Of all the places we never stayed,
Of all the dreams we prayed,
Of the eternity we shared.
I dream of you Stardust and this right here is the truth.
My heart is like water,
It nourishes as it pleases.
When the sun goes down, it begins to falter,
It seeks solace in the pieces.
My heart is like the air I breathe,
Untouchable yet priceless,
So when the sun rises, I reach out with the palm of my hand and check on it,
The beating of my heart reminds me that I still have unresolved matters.
Sometimes, often…at times such as this,
I yearn for that stillness,
the calm before and after a storm,
anything but this turmoil,
My heart like fear is static.
Ask you questions at the crack of dawn,
When you’re half asleep, half awake
So your voice oozes into my heart.
I want to…
Watch you cook,
Trust me, there is something ethereal about the way you chop onions.
I want to…
Walk away from you,
So you know how far you have to go to get me back.
I want to…
Stay beside you,
So your soul knows my own.
I want answers,
Not excuses or explanations,
I want answers,
To questions I ask with my eyes.
To the questions in my mind.
I want answers and that’s why every time you ask me,
“How are you doing?”
I tell you “Good.”
I want answers and until I hear your question just right,
I’ll always tell you lies.
It’s the way you smile,
How you let that cigarette linger in between your fingers,
It’s the way you look at me,
How you see the things I hide.
It’s the way you laugh,
How you let the light in through your eyes and out your dimples.
It’s the way you make it easy,
How easy it is to fall in love with you.
We always come to this,
This moment, this time, this look
You and I.
We always come to this,
This feeling, this thought, this touch
You and I.
We always come to this,
I bet you’ll come after me,
hunt me down, burn the whole world to the ground,
as soon as I start loving somebody else.
You always come to this,
This moment, this feeling, this fear…
You.
You know that glow at dawn?
That burst of abundance, of endless light, unlimited possibilities, of maybes and please,
That first kiss of life?
Yes, that one,
You know that glow?
I want that.
There are things I tell myself,
things that surprise me when uttered out loud,
So I speak them into the void,
The ones I love I repeat,
a melody unseen yet often sung,
The ones I loathe, I denounce,
a melody seen and often sung.
There are things I tell myself,
You are one of those things.
I look for you in the lies I tell myself.
I am better off without you,
I deserve better than you,
I can live without you.
When my anger has walked out the door,
Fear settles in, she takes a mug of coffee,
Sits beside me and watches me.
Her eyes dig into my soul,
My soul has long known not to hide from her,
Because the soul knows better, fear loves a mirror
This way she does not spend the night.
I look for you in the lies I tell myself,
because it is easier to set them aside than it is to face the truth.
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