The moon pulls the waters of time forwards and backwards along with the yellow sun eroding the shores of the people we know the people we love until they disappear from our lives completely
Soft reflections of the things we have done this life is kept within mason jars Their volumes filled with Uncontaminated droplets of passion
Our hearts are held within the hands of time Cupping its beating energy Purifying the savage rhythm known since birth
We ride along rails to stations Greeted by shadows of our past Embracing their kindness and their Pursuits of diamonds mined out of Reality's sacred grounds
I spread my arms wide and take capture of the wind There's no other option for the life that I'm in
My thoughts lock onto The days paths As I travel amongst strange faces With sounds from cars Speeding past with a burst of wind Going to unknown destinations
I walk to witness the flight Of birds and the flowers That bloom on the trees Bright pedals of the moment
I try to figure out what it all means But any meaning I find Is only meaning I assigned
Stroll down this endless highway Where nobody seems to be going My way Roads crumble and collapse I'm falling through Into a hole Found within myself
Wanting to be filled With something greater Than what I find on top of Crushed stone
Her gentle smile radiates Captured Stored It's there when I need her When I need to feel something In this world that walks past me without a second glance
I spend my days dreaming of her soft whispers It's nothing but a tease As she's always hundreds of miles away
Billions of people walk the earth daily nightly tomorrow today
and I only want to walk with her to watch her ****** expressions when I tell her how I feel