on the coast of a dream~
rabbit,
the rain has subsided.
I thought surely, surely, I’d be swept away by that torrid wind.
Even still I sat, rocking, singing to you.
I even foolishly hoped you’d come home.
It’s not just that I miss you, far away as you are.
Now the too-warm summer begins.
The tireless battle.
Who cast the first stone?
Perhaps I was less-than-wise to reach out even such a short distance.
My eyes, like the starry sky were so clouded.
Now, they will not focus.
Perhaps I’ve seen too many things.
Perhaps the cure is to see more.
Like the moon.
There are so many things we don’t know,
Even about the people we talk to everyday.
Secretly,
I started to appreciate love songs…
Maybe it has all just been a beautiful dream~
I wondered what you thought.
I’ll send a postcard.
People whirl in and out like dervishes in vivid colors…
What did you find in your spinning?
I become more and more pale.
Views change quickly.
I saw with my caged heart, a little.
It wasn’t what I thought,
And I ended up slightly surprised at your beauty.
I want to embrace you.
But I’m not there, yet.
I wonder if I ever will be.
Dragging my foots,
One after another.
Quickly, slowly.
Always, always looking for a way out.
You really weren’t what I expected.
You kept yourself hidden from me.
But still, there’s nothing to be done about it.
Let’s sit quietly,
Having great conversations with our eyes.
I can’t always find that mood.
Clearly, not everyone understands-
there are limits
even to freedom.
I hunt for silver eyes and pale feathers.
I see you sometimes in mountain and stream.
I live faerytales in moments.
I think we’re probably destined for meeting.
And parting.
Without speaking, we somehow take care of each other.
The things we are called link in the wind.
It doesn’t matter whether or not I need you.
That smile haunts me wherever I go.
love,
mienai
the rain has subsided.
I thought surely, surely, I’d be swept away by that torrid wind.
Even still I sat, rocking, singing to you.
I even foolishly hoped you’d come home.
It’s not just that I miss you, far away as you are.
Now the too-warm summer begins.
The tireless battle.
Who cast the first stone?
Perhaps I was less-than-wise to reach out even such a short distance.
My eyes, like the starry sky were so clouded.
Now, they will not focus.
Perhaps I’ve seen too many things.
Perhaps the cure is to see more.
Like the moon.
There are so many things we don’t know,
Even about the people we talk to everyday.
Secretly,
I started to appreciate love songs…
Maybe it has all just been a beautiful dream~
I wondered what you thought.
I’ll send a postcard.
People whirl in and out like dervishes in vivid colors…
What did you find in your spinning?
I become more and more pale.
Views change quickly.
I saw with my caged heart, a little.
It wasn’t what I thought,
And I ended up slightly surprised at your beauty.
I want to embrace you.
But I’m not there, yet.
I wonder if I ever will be.
Dragging my foots,
One after another.
Quickly, slowly.
Always, always looking for a way out.
You really weren’t what I expected.
You kept yourself hidden from me.
But still, there’s nothing to be done about it.
Let’s sit quietly,
Having great conversations with our eyes.
I can’t always find that mood.
Clearly, not everyone understands-
there are limits
even to freedom.
I hunt for silver eyes and pale feathers.
I see you sometimes in mountain and stream.
I live faerytales in moments.
I think we’re probably destined for meeting.
And parting.
Without speaking, we somehow take care of each other.
The things we are called link in the wind.
It doesn’t matter whether or not I need you.
That smile haunts me wherever I go.
love,
mienai