youthful spirits race through the green of the meadow
boasting worth as if it needs to be proven
unaware how or when their laughter will turn to tears
the shape of the sun captured in a car window
holds energy for future release
backseat romance is best kept in the dark
springs in between steps fail
to mention the secrets
spreading their wings in
empty space
without room to nurture any wound
boys and girls hold each other
and face the world like it's a movie
they keep each other alive with
endless affection
sometimes fearing it only exists
in verbal security
and a sky which sometimes goes gray
during games and adventures in trees
can tell you the heartache that may have been a phase
is now permanent condition
stretched farther
than the outstretched hands
like prayers to a nameless god
seeking a day where beauty can exist
from beginning to end
Jun 5, 2016
Jun 5, 2016 at 5:40 PM UTC
youthful spirits race through the green of the meadow
boasting worth as if it needs to be proven
unaware how or when their laughter will turn to tears
the shape of the sun captured in a car window
holds energy for future release
backseat romance is best kept in the dark
springs in between steps fail
to mention the secrets
spreading their wings in
empty space
without room to nurture any wound
boys and girls hold each other
and face the world like it's a movie
they keep each other alive with
endless affection
sometimes fearing it only exists
in verbal security
and a sky which sometimes goes gray
during games and adventures in trees
can tell you the heartache that may have been a phase
is now permanent condition
stretched farther
than the outstretched hands
like prayers to a nameless god
seeking a day where beauty can exist
from beginning to end
