now to begin a piece
turn on a song
could be important
although
doesnt have to be
close my eyes and let the music sink in
now it matters
a sound that creates or relates to thoughts I am thinking
put them down for now
Lately my sounds have come from one source
given for shared ears
headphones play the latest tune
aloud I will kill, scream for what is real
what is true, what belongs and what must go
I hear what I am told to listen
so listen with ears obeying
to every word
every change in tempo
the beat switches and my mind flips
I listen and hear
I dream of sunrises and hands in hands
I want to hold your hand while your screaming for the kill
and in the morning
when the dew has settled
a horizen alit with fire
I will be sure to keep steadfast my grip
hundreds of miles can seperate two beings
or merely a few feet
its not physical distance that has me stuck in this mystical trance
no more greater are my woes than the sorrows of another
attempt to avoid a rush
blood to the head
allow time to deal with what times does best
heal
and sounds we can sing when the future is ours
a past was forsaken for another who had played their cards
pushed forward stacks, and gone all in
A bed shared or a couch or a floor
either way arms in arms and legs wrapped in legs
two as one embracing with one small difference
an invisible yet undeniable fence
do not cross where here you tread
for what it is that lies ahead
worse than knowledge
its the uncertain of what will be
of the actors on stage hidden behind velvet
when to the world is raised the curtain
see how we move, how we sing, how we dance
do you approve, will we hear a clap
or a pin drop
a head get hot
and a gap forever uncrossed
we lie in wait for what it is we can create
future sounds of uncertainty
no rythm, only feet
no, miles
for now we write a play for later
....
how much is too much and how far too far