
The rains would glance the glass, delicious tones
played on the radio while driving in the wind.
Just thinking about a time when we took our
lives for a ride through the city one night, alone.
We didn’t matter to anyone except ourselves
our lives in the early days of being responsible.
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When that melody plays I do have pause to cry
to wonder why the days removed our lives,
sending me reeling and wondering and hoping
yet knowing that somewhere you remained – free.
I listen to the words and visualize your eyes
speaking freely with soft brilliance – I miss you.
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We were children when we said hello to love
holding our hearts together, creating vibes
that suggest we knew the secret paths that led
us along romantic avenues; you asked me once,
if I could tell you why I loved you one day alone
while calling me eccentric, I was young and naive.
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While the music sweet reminds me of that time,
you stole my heart, yet I didn’t know, did you?
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