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and she says "these days the stars shine a little brighter"
her laugh a little bit louder. her smile a little bit wider.
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late august winds bring forth scents of autumn
long sleeves and ripped jeans just feel too soon
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you can shoot arrows out towards heaven's fireflies
i just can't be alone here tonight
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and i meant it when i said to you
that it was the best feeling in the world
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gently she reached down and pulled up a handful of bubbles
blowing on them slowly to watch them dance around
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just let me swallow this bottle whole to allow me to forget
temporary insanity, i'm pleading let's give it a rest
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well you just sit there all pretty in pink
and batting those eyelashes with that smirk
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sitting alone on your front porch last night
and i'm not sure which hurts worse
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his feet slowly spinning, eyes stuck star fixated
and she stands there with her gaze on him
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he lifted his arm and wrapped it close around her waist
pulling her in tight he rested his head on her shoulder
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she curls up each night with him on her mind
the roses he gave her hanging on the wall by the pictures
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everybody's talking but no one's saying a word
and your smart ass smile and accompanied walk
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her eyelids were just a blank canvas
for the darkness to dance upon with shadows
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and i wonder if you're staring at that same bright star
cause i, i can't imagine you not in my life
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the curtains gently fluttered as the breeze
from the fan spinning high caressed them and
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as every wish falls from heavens grace
you sit star struck, cigarette in hand
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as every burning ember starts to taper and
the light fades to hues of black and gray
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as autumn's breath sighs through
the stitches of my clothing
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her eyes peering from beneath the bill of his hat
a sigh escaping with the blink of each lash
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paint a portrait of this perfect moment
whirlwinds of colors, handfuls of texture
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and by the way your lips they quake
as i'm reading off your sentence ... of sympathy
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"... and i promise i'll never hurt you ..." he says
her knees weak as he takes a step
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here's to the hopeless romantics
who've l o v e d a n d l o s t
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by the sounds of each breath it's synchronized
the blinking of her long eyelashes on his shoulder
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woke up with my head pounding and a dozen words missing
apparently your phone is where i can claim them
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and i'd prefer frost bite over this summer's kiss
blame these lazy tears on the open windows at 90 mph
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set this panoramic view abroad with polarized lenses
and grass rustling and breezes and sunsets i've dreamed of
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to a baby boy who's now part of this world ... best of luck to everyone
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without opening her eyes she rolls over
sheltering her face from the late morning sunlight
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we can sit and talk all day, blame it on my lack of inspiration
or black and blue these anchored eyes, i need it
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make sure you tighten each loop, when you're sewing my sweet lips shut, pull it through and knot, be sure to leave no room, for me to speak. kiss me gently and
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rain pouring down leaving scents of wind blown destiny
tracing the droplets with her finger as they dance
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conforming to individualistic ways and imitation
suicide in a bottle of repressed emotions
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and i could almost stand ...
s m i l i n g today
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with the gentle impulse of hope in the air
placing feather-light pressure on her quivering smile
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