Vintage rain vibrantly potters like daydreaming eyes
Into the milk white skin of child
Two hands building a sandcastle like Michelangelo
Peeling an orange in mundane bliss
The sun burns through the window pane
This is the second time today I've remembered you
Painting a new picture with new paints
I am a gossamer in holographic mirror halls
Trying to remember your face
The ecstasy you feel when you buy a new book
And you turn the page and dive into new worlds
The idle glance when you bloviate and confirm identity
A swan song like an ode to ancient gods
That sweet apricot magenta
Techno glitter prince kisses
The Vogue magazine on the coffee table
Says forever jewels sparkle
And I believe, love will set you free
We will be forever jewels
Sparkling in the glittering light
The fireworks of a new year
And I believe, love will set you free
We will be forever jewels
Bramble in a tempest, o'er golden hills
With no regrets, I forget to pay the bills
And I spend the day wondering
What am I gonna do with my life?
And when the post is delivered
I'm more invisible than ever, sitting in this chair
Wondering what am I gonna do with my life?
I told my mother I'd be back before midnight
It was supposed to be a Times Square reunion
But I died that night you threw yourself from the bridge
And the light died, and I never made it back home
Oh, how it's a shame, I was supposed to be someone
Not a city but someone with a purpose, songs to sing
The Vogue magazine on the coffee table
Says forever jewels sparkle
And I believe, love will set you free
We will be forever jewels
Sparkling in the glittering light
The fireworks of a new year
And I believe, love will set you free
We will be forever jewels.
- Author: Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 4th, 2021 19:54
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 14
Comments1
Beautiful
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