The Long Walk home
Two and a half blocks has never seemed so far.
Don't know how i would have done it on my own. But i didn't have to.
A summer night, blending into every other.
Words, ideas, beliefs. Communication.
A long walk.
Stolen kisses. No. Not stolen. Freely given. Even though verboten.
Little kisses in the night. Not meant to hurt anyone.
Little bits of love that words can't cover.
Wishes were kisses.
An embrace in the shadows. Little whispers. Tiny kisses.
Lean against the wall, to finish her wine. Lean against the wall, to make a little time. For a rest, for a touch, for a look, through the dark night. For a touch. For hands together. Admiration. Love. Friends. Taking the chance to be daring with the alcohol in the blood, the THC in the brain, the smallest hint of MDMA. All in chorus "no harm came from the tiny kiss".
They both care. He wants to see her safe home. She doesn't want him to hurt anymore. She as unsteady as he.
Slowly, for two blocks. Stop. Lean. Rest. Smile. Smoke.
Neither wants to hurt the other. Neither is sure they have this freedom without hurting another. Each other or someone else, who has done nothing to earn harm. That's the responsibility. "With great power, comes great responsibility."
An extended moment. A shadow of the past. A flavour of the future. Both of these, and neither.
Don't know how i would have done it on my own. But i didn't have to.
A summer night, blending into every other.
Words, ideas, beliefs. Communication.
A long walk.
Stolen kisses. No. Not stolen. Freely given. Even though verboten.
Little kisses in the night. Not meant to hurt anyone.
Little bits of love that words can't cover.
Wishes were kisses.
An embrace in the shadows. Little whispers. Tiny kisses.
Lean against the wall, to finish her wine. Lean against the wall, to make a little time. For a rest, for a touch, for a look, through the dark night. For a touch. For hands together. Admiration. Love. Friends. Taking the chance to be daring with the alcohol in the blood, the THC in the brain, the smallest hint of MDMA. All in chorus "no harm came from the tiny kiss".
They both care. He wants to see her safe home. She doesn't want him to hurt anymore. She as unsteady as he.
Slowly, for two blocks. Stop. Lean. Rest. Smile. Smoke.
Neither wants to hurt the other. Neither is sure they have this freedom without hurting another. Each other or someone else, who has done nothing to earn harm. That's the responsibility. "With great power, comes great responsibility."
An extended moment. A shadow of the past. A flavour of the future. Both of these, and neither.