And it scares me. Ever get weak knees?Well, I got ’em.Ever heard of weak feet?Me neither.I got those too.I’m the sun of this physical disaster.You see, I’ve felt pretty.I’ve felt beauty.I’ve felt gorgeous breathing upon my ear.I’ve felt sight for years and years.Standards only take seconds to begin yet last lifetimes.Did you see what it looked like?You … Read more
And I’ll go to sleep without an imaginary kiss,From the imaginary lips,Of someone who doesn’t exist.For the first time in a long one I struggle to envision a face next to mine.The face of a girl so wanderingly desired to think about before I succumb to slumber.The portrait of a love to dream to,while she … Read more
I swear the clouds looked a little different with that light shining through it. It just had to get those beams out high enough where we could see them. Maybe to try and show us something. Scattered and chaotic they looked. Maybe to try and tell us something. But don’t fright love. It is only … Read more
It’s dark outside. So take me inside and underground. Show me something new. The world’s full of the riches that we are all fighting for. I can’t wait to see them. Show me the underground lights. I have never been. Take my hand and show me something I’ve never seen. Warm me up in this … Read more
And ever since that melody when I realized my jazz. I saw and felt all that I wanted to see and breathe. And it was the expression of my heart. Harmonic freedom, But I could see it when I closed my eyes. It came in chaos and in peace. Noise. Animation. Nonsense. Cities. Dirty electricity. Fog … Read more
Kind of like sun-roofs to the people at the bus stop.Sort of like kissing someone new in front of your old.It’s something so meaningless.Made to cover up what’s underneath,But they hide more than just bodyparts.And it’s as if this writing is comparable to it.“To express,” they claim.Son, I’ll show expression.It’s a little story about yourself.You … Read more
And I could fill these pages up with words of your description. They would speak of the beauty you possess, Gleaming from your mouth, your eyes. And I could sit here on this Pasadena hill with you and look upon the city lights, while we indulge in the jazz inspired melodies that play through the … Read more
Scratch through the surface.Tell me what you find.I never did give the most popular answer.I’m great with my words but stutter through pressure.Honesty seems only existant in ourselves.But there is nothing but sincerity in my cold words.I have not but one lie in my millions of truths. To say that I am anything but scared … Read more
And I could lay here and listen to it for hours as it blows on the outside. It’s the clearest it’s been in months. You can see the dark blue hue sleeping across the top of the mountain. The bold horizon of the city. I know that you don’t miss it but the wind has … Read more
I am taken back.To a time when all that existed was loud nights, rainy weather and winding roads.Where only one thing mattered.Where we went to get away.Where it only took one road to get there.And this song on the radio.These songs on our radio.To find ourselves and everything we had never seen before.And sweetie I … Read more