as the rain splatters the windshield gray
it's hard to keep my thoughts straight
winding their way to you
through the days and the fleeting memories
always to you

~

can't bring myself to a sense of release
'cause when the morning light dances across your pillow
I'll never know how long the moment lasts
before I'm in another land
another place

creeks slip under bending willows
bare feet teasing luculent blue ripples
stars take turns dipping into the pool of shimmering black ink
then leap back to their capacious heaven
to the home I don't belong
where they write down between fugacious clouds
the myriad wishes I've made on silent lachrymose nights
when the world is away

hoping you can hear my whispers rise with the wind
outside knocking on the glass panes
let us rewind the magic of it all
like fading creases in time
carefully folded into my heart
folding into the thousand white cranes
flying over the old swing oak
leaving childhood laughters ringing up to the treetop
up and over the boundry of innocence
here neglect is just as poisonous

how much longer can a dream hold
stand with its wispy frame against the incessant stares
selfish claims, material things, human mistakes

your eyes stirred brushing sleepy dust off your long lashes
my world righted itself in your perspective
another night gone by, how many are left..

~

now only a blur in the review mirror
the past past without much of a notice
destination unclear, down this barren path
I can no longer tarry under the breaking sky
walk me home.