Ain’t no real freedom. Even the free bird need a place to rest.
We built our love upon straw and paper. We didn’t know love could be set on fire, burn and be forgotten when the straw and paper dispersed to the sky in a smokey haze.
We danced on a blueprint of perfect love, we didn’t know. Love can be poisons and be divided. Be misplaced in poor decisions and actions.
I wanted the freedom and you wanted lasting place and memories. You called me the Free bird that could not stop. I called you dear, honey, baby and my only kind touch. You left me breathless and the beckoning road was forgotten for a time.
I saw in your eyes as you watched me, as you cradle me in your embrace and sang to me. “Traveling man. Where are…
Your face shines in this photo I found.
Back when I knew.
Those who love, find a way to break through.
So smile like it’s your last day on earth.
The day your face froze
cradling the silent moments for all their worth.
Time stole our minutes, traded for seconds,
The morning grey turned blue
and I knew
the sky no longer was falling.
Just five minutes alone, that’s all I’ll need.
Alone in silence, never truly alone at all.
I’m here with you,
sun through the curtains
the pale white of morning
So happy to just be.
There’s a hole in my soul,
that wasn’t there before.
I’m not gonna try and plug it anymore.
I’m cool with where we are.
Just remember, however far..
You will always
keep a quiet joy,
I understand now why people get dogs.
And what do I really know of the great beyond?
Truth, bulldozing my path.
Pain, my sure-fire escape to a better life.
These years are sailing by
with little more than a trail in the sky.
I fall back into this so easy.
You made my mind stir, the house I built with twigs, the mind that waits until nightfall.
“Oh my..” she whispered,
the room went chill
my eyes went blind,
how I viewed myself
when i fell so far behind.
The snow in my palms, watching the children build forts, making snowmen– repelling adulthood.
The laughter of minds not yet spent, replacing the pain I feel in my head.
Its only temporary.
Not the first or the last.
This too shall pass,