Take your pick
Watch’em, as they pass
They’re all totally fly
Ones that sparkle
Ride’em fast
Those that linger
Take’em high
Pastel dusk ending,
This goodbye,
Sorrow, in infancy.
In a few moment’s time,
With only my watching,
Our silver moon will arrive.
Not sufficient to express,
Why I choose to rhyme,
My heart, and not my head.
She’s classical, a valuable gain,
Unlike me, useless and ashamed,
Go to her, allow inspiration to bed.
I wondered the quiet beach and imagined you today
Seemingly embodied in each crystal clear blue wave
I searched for your words as you twisted us closer
Roughly escorting me deeper into that vast ocean
Pull me under and into your strong current, I plea
Might as well, around you I can’t seem to breathe
Feel us spin effortlessly in the morning water, too
Again I stumble, beating my head against the sand
Maybe I’ll learn and these feelings can finally end
Again, what my mind does for you…