Tuesday, February 05, 2013

Grayscale

I won't do

The avenue, windswept, darkened by time
The whole damn street is wiped
Bled away the light
While the comets crashed overhead

Now it's like flowing backwards
Floating in a pool on a sunny day
When all I could see when I looked to my left
Was you

How it came to be? Reading too much
Into stars
And the day after Valentines

All life demands change
It's the nature of nature
Burning our bridges for us
Without even having to be asked

But I'd still dance with you,
Even if my card was full




2 comments:

Mark Noce said...

Neat poetry, groovy blog:)

Pat Tillett said...

I blame Valentine...
Nice one Tim. Not a happy one, but a good one.