I am painted in hues of amber and crimson
and today feels more real than yesterday.
As I keep my eyes focused on the ground,
pin-striped suits and shining black shoes,
are all I see in this town of hypocrisy...
but I remain unaffected-
I remain in bliss,
I live to be again at your side.
You are understanding
and a level place, packed with sanity
like styrofoam- keeping me from bruising
in this busy world...
a world too busy to stop and notice me.
but I am fine with that-
I don't need anyone else to see a thing
to prove to me how well this works.
company kept.
Santana and coffee-
and countless memories
of what it feels like
to be awake again...
and countless memories
of what we've already begun...
and afterthoughts-
and common ground.
I will never again
start something
I do not plan to finish. |