A spectacle to spectate try to relate
Young lad, riding in the back, of an automobile
He had my eyes, mouth, and voice he was real
Family accompanies his ride, looking happy but in strife
Wondering when they will die
His gaze strays outside, a car window helps his mind
Decide when he will die
Wishes of a faster
Journey here there after
Balance your sunlight with the sun's time left in the sky
A microcosm of being alive.
Just as he had gotten used to the ride
A window parallel caught his eye
Silently the glass violently tried
To contain all of what's kept inside
Her radiance transcended space and time
A momentary velocity decline
The boy's stoic face Illuminated by his fate
Could she teach him how to feel
She had her own eyes, her own mouth, her own voice
Her words were real
They both rode into the night with conversing eyes aligned
Their souls locked inside Made their way outside
Formed wings on each side As our speed did decline
Life ascended to heights past the sky so high
Stars so luminous, in their burning brilliance
Dancing close and slow, across the cosmos
Past the black veil of night
Immersed in the divine as passengers in flight
Redefining the sensual spectrum of existence
To realms exceeding mere mortal limits
Ears filled with enrapturing sounds
A majestic ocean crashing into the clouds
Eyes wide and so alive, hues blended to combine
Colors not yet realized, Only to disperse into
A wondrous barrage of bright
Bright, Bright, Bright warm breeze
It smiled at me
Washing over so subtle and serene
But as darkness does glow, and as curtains do close
The sky softly whispered to me in repose
Feel it all so deep in your bones
Take this all with you when you go
Love, Love, Love, will keep you above
Above all remember to take it slow.
Eyelids raised now lying awake
Your rhythm in my heart
Quintessence in my veins
I knew that life, would be yours,
and ours to take.
Apr 18, 2011
Apr 18, 2011 at 10:38 AM UTC
A spectacle to spectate try to relate
Young lad, riding in the back, of an automobile
He had my eyes, mouth, and voice he was real
Family accompanies his ride, looking happy but in strife
Wondering when they will die
His gaze strays outside, a car window helps his mind
Decide when he will die
Wishes of a faster
Journey here there after
Balance your sunlight with the sun's time left in the sky
A microcosm of being alive.
Just as he had gotten used to the ride
A window parallel caught his eye
Silently the glass violently tried
To contain all of what's kept inside
Her radiance transcended space and time
A momentary velocity decline
The boy's stoic face Illuminated by his fate
Could she teach him how to feel
She had her own eyes, her own mouth, her own voice
Her words were real
They both rode into the night with conversing eyes aligned
Their souls locked inside Made their way outside
Formed wings on each side As our speed did decline
Life ascended to heights past the sky so high
Stars so luminous, in their burning brilliance
Dancing close and slow, across the cosmos
Past the black veil of night
Immersed in the divine as passengers in flight
Redefining the sensual spectrum of existence
To realms exceeding mere mortal limits
Ears filled with enrapturing sounds
A majestic ocean crashing into the clouds
Eyes wide and so alive, hues blended to combine
Colors not yet realized, Only to disperse into
A wondrous barrage of bright
Bright, Bright, Bright warm breeze
It smiled at me
Washing over so subtle and serene
But as darkness does glow, and as curtains do close
The sky softly whispered to me in repose
Feel it all so deep in your bones
Take this all with you when you go
Love, Love, Love, will keep you above
Above all remember to take it slow.
Eyelids raised now lying awake
Your rhythm in my heart
Quintessence in my veins
I knew that life, would be yours,
and ours to take.
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