Oblivious

poetry.

living, breathing, dancing on my tongue

away into the dark, dark night.

my heart yearns for something

more than i have

stripped away by the years

that flew past me so fast.

sometimes i revisit these scenes

slow, rewinding, slow, pausing

rediscovering the things

i never saw.

simple looks, soft touches

magnified now; funny how it all

makes sense in your grown up mind.

but no, that was the past.

over too soon, but gone.

can you ever have it back?

poetry.

burning, seeping.

dancing away like a blown out candle.

Boats and Birds

if you be my star

i'll be your sky

you can hide underneath me and come out at night

when i turn jet black

and you show off your light

i live to let you shine

but you can skyrocket away from me

never come back if you find another galaxy

far from here with more room to fly

just leave me your stardust to remember you by

if you be my boat

i'll be your sea

the depth of pure blue just to probe curiosity

ebbing and flowing

and pushed by a breeze

i live to make you free

but you can set sail to the west if you want to

pass the horizon till i cant even see you

far from here where the beaches are wide

just leave me your wake to remember you by