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Feb 2018
two and three, three and two
the son, me, the moon and you
I’ll be back one night for you
another one night beneath the blue

red and green and fallen trees
fog, steam and icy weaves
you were everything, the breeze
the blizzard, the rain, a hundred degrees


feathers, bricks and party tricks
out looking for that midnight fix
anything’s something when nothing sticks
just take your pick and see what fits

below the stars, beyond the clocks
we danced salsa at needle drops
with candy bars and soda pop
we sang and we danced while the prophets taught


what happened to those nights spent crashing through the morning light?
how did my haze conceal the daze that lay ahead of me?

can you take me back there?
I'm afraid I've missed my only chance
I woke up to find four years had passed
now this child's scared and lonely


seventeen's a symphony of mood swings and movie scenes
moon beams that he sees, she feels as bees’ stings
now please to be with trees, seeds, streams, rocky springs, and prairie seas
sweet retreat from three rings, but fleet feet still need to eat
the mystery of everything that we can think that we could be
little things that we can scheme beneath the sheets, between the seams
what she means to me
but anything that we can dream needs something to breathe its steam, bring the heat, keep the beat, seek the spirit, steal the key
while streets and wheels lead the deal, the kingdom kneels and leaves
feel it bleed, hear us sing
free on twenty-three's wings


this is where the summers end
fest, fair, I called a friend
starry eyed and innocent
wondering where the weekend went

remember running through the snow?
the trains and plains, the fox and crow
but I saw storms through your rainbow
down the rabbit hole that I called home
I waited, you waited, I never showed


where is the static laughter outside my open window?
what is this silent hum, my fluorescent companion?

can you take me back there?
I'm afraid I've missed my only chance
I've grown up and it went by too fast
now the child's gone


two and three, me and you
the sun is set, the day is through
I’ll be back tonight for you
Ben K
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Ben K  25/M/Omaha
(25/M/Omaha)   
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