right things
if he could see me in this moment
pining away
naked except an old silk robe
open, flowering
fumbling on milky memories
never, never, have i ever
met someone and known
the way his eyes saw me
that night
and we barely spoke but there was a tangible good feeling
we both had
toward the other
as if niether could believe we hadn't met before
stories without words swirl endlessly about my life
up around and down through the ether
twisting and vining, a smoky antique filigree
lacing me with these lavish reveries
i would prefer a true vine
green leaves and blooms to smell and see
and
archways of wrought iron cascades
golden
with candles, all aflame
my heart has not been silent all these solitary years
my love for life has kept it beating, strong, loud.
but there are secret chambers there, where its been dark for far too long and now,
i'm offering a key
and a prayer,
may he come in and clear the dust
and shine some light there
may he come in to my wild heart and dance and sing for me
<3
pining away
naked except an old silk robe
open, flowering
fumbling on milky memories
never, never, have i ever
met someone and known
the way his eyes saw me
that night
and we barely spoke but there was a tangible good feeling
we both had
toward the other
as if niether could believe we hadn't met before
stories without words swirl endlessly about my life
up around and down through the ether
twisting and vining, a smoky antique filigree
lacing me with these lavish reveries
i would prefer a true vine
green leaves and blooms to smell and see
and
archways of wrought iron cascades
golden
with candles, all aflame
my heart has not been silent all these solitary years
my love for life has kept it beating, strong, loud.
but there are secret chambers there, where its been dark for far too long and now,
i'm offering a key
and a prayer,
may he come in and clear the dust
and shine some light there
may he come in to my wild heart and dance and sing for me
<3