Waiting

 

 

I’m waiting for the beauty of life to kick in

Dancing in the illumination of moonlight

As she floods the world

In the pureness of existence

I fear no shadow as these feet

In broken sandals covered in the grime of life

Dance down the dirty roads of less appealing walks

 

she is my candle light in unknown halls

the treasure, the reason, the smile

found in seven minutes of heaven

glinting off the metal of rail road hikes

 

she'll spin it, playing down the beat

the awkward movements steppin’ into

the flow, smoother than the ice of winters’ lakes

 

Turning the world into the

Feared stage the shy dare not to approach

Every lonely moment

Turned into the book hands have yet to create

The picture a painter has yet to dream

The music she streams into

Unyielding heads in night times shine

 

 

Breaking through closed curtains and open windows

Flowing smooth into the essence

 

Author's Note

Cp. 10:47PM Mon 08/18/08 'God Is the DJ' Pink awakward angle, screen off looking out the window to mother, following the thoughts of her and the beat of the music, feeling alright, want to talk to sister, reading (Typed, House)

Reviews

[Glen Yumang Manese]

INTERESTING READ IN THIS ONE...THE STARTING LINE COMES AT YOU AND JUST KEEPS GOING AS I READ THIS VERSE...IN THE END YOU'RE SEARCHING FOR IT:

Breaking through closed curtains and open windows
Flowing smooth into the essence