I watch your chest rise like bread and fall like Rome
The process continues to repeat like it's a ritual
Careful not to break this most holy habit
I hold you to the sky like a 1st place trophy
My eyes are a lake and a river flows down my cheek
It runs over the smile of a victor
I'm running backwards on the wrong side of the highway
I'm making good time trying to get to you
Hitching a ride on the windshield of a Volvo
But it's just broken bones and nothing more
The pain is harsh but you make it numb
When I see your face inside my eyelids
I look up at your house like a knight at a castle
Holding his sword to face the dragon
I hear your footsteps like a ballerina's
I'll sing you a song as you dance to the door
You turn the doorknob as I fight off butterflies
The door opens wide to the smile of a victor
We lay embracing on the couch in the light of the TV
Our eyelids fall slowly like the snow on the doorstep
As we drift off, we appear in your native land
Where everything happens according to your mind
One sould wrapped around another
I'll hold your hand, my dreamland lover
Saturday, November 29, 2008
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