Forever ago i wrote a song
about life as it was
never taking the time to look around.
Assuming that roses were red
and the sky was blue.
Today my heart looked up,
and in this world i saw that
not only were roses blue,
but the sky was gray.
I wondered at my ignorance,
pondered at my fear
of knowing nothing,
yet thinking still.
then a single simple call,
a fluid gasp of heartfelt words,
turned the roses back to red
changed my life so the sky was blue.
softly holding on to fate
as if my heart would simply break,
if i didn't hear him speak
my soothing cooling worded man.
forming love in banded words
speaking of serenity
paving a fluid path in gold
right to my heart.
His softened lips,
speaking, heavy and sensual
weave cotton into silk
and cause heartbreak to cease.
Flutterings, like butterflies,
or tremors in the hand
shaking with fear
or pleasure,
So hard to be sure
if in itself all his eloquence
is enough or too much
for simply words to relate to.
Fearing, longing for the day
when all heartbreak fades to love
again i caress the softened phrases
he creates with loving words.
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