Rustling Settle

the morning shines of summer air
misty quivers
and the summer that is the sun

all gently through
and peering through empty gaps
like a curious child
filling spaces in between brokenness

where it was once broken
was now filled
not fixed

and tell us why
the summer air flew all the way
and left us all wondering
of this new sensation

like the tingling of the skin
unpleasant; our long lost touch
of the bitterness that crept in;
ice

we suck in the summer air
now fading
dust settling
tell us why
summer flew by us

like the rustlings
and it settled
not contently
and dwells only in the light
of setting suns

Closing Distances

if thoughts could soar
as far as the west
i would elevate my thoughts
as high as the heavens
and as far as the east

because reaching to you
is as far as i can ever imagine
closer than i can ever get

and i'd settle my thoughts
on the horizon
to catch a glimpse
of the sun i never saw

and everything in this world is temporary
never changing; never fading

because i see sunsets in your eyes
and the never fading rain in your heart

Running

people talk, whisper slowly in my ear
and walk down the streets
they pass, their lonely hearts
cant feel what i feel for you tonight

so i sit here and wait
and i'll run right back to the start
i'll run right back to the start
just to see you again

i dont worry about tomorrow
i just worry about today
if my feelings would change
if i would be

ordinary

like the people
with their empty hearts
stopping to pass me by
stopping to whisper

stopping to feel what i feel

so i sit here and wait
i'll run back to the start
i'll run right back to the start

we're gonna run right back to the start

Balance

if the world keeps spinning
and if im still living
it wont be right if we're not there

but if the world stops spinning
and my heart is hanging there
it will just be me

and if the world kept spinning
and we're both living
we'd be so different;
two separate hearts

but if the world stopped breathing
and if i stopped living
where will you be?

Weave Ivory

curl up your hands
and tighten your grip
whats yours
will never be yours again

because wounds mixed with salt
they heal incompletely

fall in line with your heartbeat faster
i swear i'll keep the pace
fall in line where your heart moves closer
i swear i'll fall with you

keep the ivory in line
weave the ivory till its mine

weave through your heart
till its more complete
completely incomplete

fall in line with the sound of your breathing
i swear i'll follow behind
fall in line to your heart's settling
i swear i'll stay beside you

keep the ivory in line
weave the ivory till its mine

Pieces

it gets so confusing
that i dont know where to turn
where to go
what to say

i've tried
i've tried to move on
tried to cry less
tried to stop loving

but the pieces of my heart will never fit
again