Blushing comes so naturally
It’s really quite a tragedy
Every time you look at me
I’m R E D

If words were hands
I’d never know
What your touch would feel like

The world of your words
sit on the tip
of my bookmark tongue.
Place me between your pages
and you shall never again
lose your place

I'm just a little doodle
Sitting on a page
I'm just a little doodle
In these lines, caged
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I colored the doodle
In ink they can see
And the moment I did...
Forever will it be
No longer the wave before
Or the swirly clouds
The only thing it can be
Is what it is right now

Look at you sitting there
Wicked smile, not one care
A luring vessel from afar
Azimuth circle , my north star
Beckoning me with lines sloped
I climb aboard, retrieve the rope
Fingers graze your hardwood
Under which feels so good
Beneath the wide and open sky
Together daring, watch us fly
Your bow to stern I do endorse
Now let's be off and set a course
Flying, gliding, we find our groove
And oh how effortlessly you prove
From dawn to dusk and dusk to dawn
You're meant for me to ride upon

The pluck from your fingers
Creates this vibrational hum
That ripples my length
And you expertly use
To tune me to just the right pitch
Jack be nimble, jack be quick
Jack, I buzz at your fingertips
One hand about my neck
The other strumming me
From my verse to my chorus
To my bridge arching through
My melody of “Once upon a time...”
In repetition
Until that singular moment
That suspends the echoing stillness
Of a firework paused just before
Total surrender of bursting out
Only to catch time once again
Washed in the awe of “**** yeah...”

So many you’s
So many me’s
Dancing the Dance
of Destinies