Crave adventure, don’t you?
Moved away, didn’t you?
Palo Alto, is that so?
Left in the snow, is that truth?
Are you cold, are you solo,
Are you a no go?
Is what I needed to say,
Are you the one that got away,
Are you the saga we were starting,
And the steady sound of beginning.
Am I hidden, hidden in Christ, with words
You call thrice,
And three days it took for You to raise up!
I thought so..
Left for Palo Alto,
Now I really know.
You were the one on the long list,
The long list of those I met in the West.
It was here, it was wind, it was like you
Were blown away from the end.
Yes, I thought so, how did you know?
This had to be wild or not true,
Because now you got a mountain view,
And lions to catch and chase, and sun that you won’t miss…
I blow you a kiss,
And keep it on that beach,
Where you were in some reach,
And far from the breach.
It was wild, it was the west that you won,
And north is fun and further from the truth.
You need this saga as proof.
Are in the middle of a longer story,
Or are you the one that ends with it here?
There is trembling, there is fear, this is something
Waiting for next time…
We write our New Year’s resolutions but we had them all along. Each year is progress…
This isn’t a new year without Your
I am not certain I have built something
You would like.
I am not certain these thoughts have been
All about You.
I am certain that the years past have not
Been all about You.
If I was to lock it in
Like one would do at a wedding,
I would have to say I can’t, not today, not now.
All this commitment floating around me,
All this free wedding photography.
Yes, I too, have captured your moments for you.
I, too, said I would and I said I would do it for free.
I am not certain I would do that again,
Film and shoot and shout it out,
Tell your story, and do it for free?
I am not certain I am ready for free,
Or even ready to charge you a fee.
I am only certain I want to something
Something of a wed, on a Wednesday,
These are uncertain thoughts.
Almost the end,
Of the day,
Of the dry,
Of the spy and the land,
And the giants to try and to
Now it is almost,
It is almost there,
I had some care,
And a fountain to stare,
To drink from,
To do some,
And damages were done.
Never should I have said yes
To the undress and all that came
But now you are here,
And I am far,
And we are almost as far
Away as we were before.
Those days were like along,
Like Shine Along,
Days before, weeks before,
I was trying to explore,
And say no more to the waste
That Friday would call to me,
And correct with me.
It was a walk,
But not of fame,
Maybe more so about the shame,
Days are gone,
You know, the one’s without you..
Overshare, or never aware, never
To much, and never to little to ever
Say again to You.