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Jan 2012
The sweat runs softly down the wall
The sounds so helpless, Siren's call
The night still young for dreary eyes
The warmth of breath in adored despise

Believe it or not, I know
How this ends and where I'll go
Believe it or not, you know,
I've deep delight in things unknown

The breathing walls are soon stripped bare
In vulnerable newness and patient stare
And a change so slightly hangs in the air
And the walls drip seed still unaware

A heart beats faster, lights turn on
Reckless disaster when night is gone
And the sweat will dry, the breathing cease
After the moment's tension release

Believe it
Believe it or not, I sow
A traveling in this windy road
Believe it or not, you show
The strangest compassion in your soul

My heart still flutters at your kiss
& in each beat that it must miss
I think how the walls pulsate new
With the very thought and deed of you
Cary  Fosback
Written by
Cary Fosback  Albany, NY, USA
(Albany, NY, USA)   
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