spent a week drinking the sunlight of winnetka, california where they understand the weight of human hearts. see, sorrow gets to heavy, and joy; it tends to hold you with the fear that eventually departs. and the truth is i've been dreaming of some tired tranquil place where the weather won't get trapped inside my bones. and if all those years of searching, i found sympathetic face then its there i'll plant my seed and make my home. .... spent a day dreaming of dying in mesa, arizona where the all life of green had turned to ash. i felt i was on fire with the things i could have told you. i guess i assumed you'd eventually would ask. and i wouldn't have to bring up my so badly broken heart and all those months i just wanted to sleep. though spring it did come slowly, i guess it did its part. my heart has thawed and continues to beat. .... and i visited my brother on the outskirts of olympia, where the forest and the water become one. we talked about our child hood, like a dream we were convinced of; that perfect peaceful street where we came from. and i know he heard me strumming all those sad and simple cords, as i sat inside my room so long ago. and it hurts that he still shaking from those secrets that were told, as the car closed up too tight and the heart turned cold. .... and i went to san diego, the birthplace of the summer; and watched the ocean dance under the moon. and there was a guy i knew there, one more potential lover. i guess that somethings gotta happen soon. because i know i can't keep living in this dead or dying dream, as i walked along the beach and drank with him. and i thought about my true love; the one i really need, with eyes so bright they make me pure. they make me pure they make me pure, i long to be with you.
N ii C KY - CHAN · Sat Jul 25, 2009 @ 05:58am · 0 Comments |