I love the way rain looks when it melts the pavement into glass. All the trees and lights cast back the tangled road. Looking out the window during a storm and bringing your eyes from the street to the window, all the water droplets move along to their own rhythm like land *****, ending up a puddle in a stage of full maturity.
Even though you’d search six feet under the ground It’s never deeper than this hole in my heart You can’t patch this up with stumbling apologies And misguided avalanche of cracked voice
Where in the forests You can read the words I etched in every trees you’d walk in And you’d wonder if ever it’s meant for you But then I know you’d figure it out, I know you’ll know It’s meant for you and you alone
You can’t drown yourself on the ocean by falling in Just because I jump through it like a winged mermaid They said I could finally breathe after having to swim But when you told me, “Stay” Everything went high tide again
So, would you wait for me by the shore? While I’m away in the vast depth of the ocean Cascading in the midst of storm every time you try to be my achor Sailing across the unbeknownst ?
Would you tell me how you loved the whispers and hushes Of the wind that runs a distant rhythm and the leaves that stutter together? Wold you go to the north and west where dense forest lie in a valley with mountains Full of birds mimicking the way you sound when you said my name?