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Sunday, March 11, 2012

There was a full moon, and I shivered. I shook in my boots from head to toe.
There was a song on the radio, it sounded so familiar. I laid down on the floor to see stars flying by.

Where time and space becomes irrelevant, we dance under candles that flicker and shine.
Where time and space becomes something we have forgotten, I will meet you there if you will come.

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Scars and Stars

I've counted all the scars
Of missing pieces in my heart
One for each kiss
One for each goodbye
And one for each time
Someone sang me a lullaby

I've counted all the stars
Of missing chances in my life
They look like diamonds
High up there in the sky

I've counted all the times
I thought I knew
What was going on with me
And what was up with you
But thinking leads to more
Of those scars

Scars from pieces
Missing from my heart

Friday, July 16, 2010

Nonsense

Little rays of sunlight filter through green leaves
I feel light and slightly above the pretty trees
I am flying high, on clouds that do not exist
And little smiles of kitten whiskers tickle at my wrists

Sunday, June 27, 2010

You Shine

You shine, like the moon, like the stars
forever in my heart
You shine, like the sun
when the day has just begun
Like the rainbow after a steady rain
You shine, you shine so beautifully my friend.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Broken Teapot

I've got a broken little teapot full of broken dreams
I've got a broken little button in my favorite pair of jeans
I've got a sinking little feeling, deep inside my heart
I've got another little drop in my ocean of blue
for each time life tears me apart

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Smile

I feel a smile floating in the air as I sip my coffee
A smile I haven't felt around in quite a while
There's a melody coming from an old piano in the corner
And a taste of sherry on the wind

The dust sparkles in the sunlight
Someone hums along to some long forgotten song
And we sit here, sipping coffee, sipping sherry
As we have since time first begun

There's someone playing a guitar
Another is tuning a bass
The sun is setting and the coffee is gone
But the taste still lingers on your lips
Lips that are smiling, as they haven't in quite a while

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Places

It's quiet in this place
The glen of wordless wonder
It's lonesome in this place
The glen of wordless solitude
And if you join me in this place
What will happen then, I wonder?