Pandora Paramour

Pandora Paramour

And so this settles in and the swell begins to begin

The words the sway the way the blanket of hope begins to play

Games with my own adrenalin parceling out my ability to

Un-focus and sleep and pare-down these thoughts to speak

In silence rather than a clamor averting my dreams

Of all the possibilities in chorus of summer

Coming like a comet on the night sky

In a tail of streaks that we would meet

Like Audrey Hepburn on a spring night

Flipping a coin and it all seems right

Falling on the head of tales told

And I feel sixteen years old

Fading into and out of the beauty of hope

Because doubt can burst into a comet tail of ice

Hook off and launch out of here for life

Smile on in April and all the songs of a staple

Of me sung like a troubadour on a street

One guitar and one voice and one place

To bare a soul on two feet and one face

Smiling to a doorway with one eyebrow raised

And she clutches the inside of her cheek

With one hand and can’t speak

That there was a moment of a bird breaking her cage

Flying on up with her wings to the stage

Of my voice and the softness of her feathers

Fluttering off into glide of her heathers

In brown locks of gold beginning to unfold

In the song of my hands, held like a bud with a root

And two feet to land

On a park bench nearing midnight

Wanting to speak without words

Falling down in the light of green eyes in bloom

The silence waxes the reflection of a girl mirrored on the moon

Tight to the sky and living outside

Of everything I could reach until tonight

As if I pulled the world up on a string

And brought my lips to her

 

There is this quiet space to confer

Blocking out the sounds and the people

Of the continents of commitment that

Bark at the moon, that call for some time

To place erasers on the penciled lines

Of what was going or supposed to be

Yet in this night sky zenith I feel more of me

Breathing in now than in years

Lay it down to bed the want of

Not ever knowing the feeling of breaking here

In sky like an egg yolk raining on the world of my face

Not concerned with the other speeds of this race

Wanting to sit down on the porch step of that moment

And sing there in time that this is for the you and the I

The placing of peace on the script of two lives

Thanking her for if nothing else one of the best

Nights of my life