Can you meet me at the corner
of “Forgiveness” and “Compromise?”
Where we’ll talk things out
until we laugh so hard we cry
Then we’ll make our way down the lane
to the gazebo called “Music Nights”
where soft soulful sounds start
when you walk under the lights
We’ll dance a little maybe or just sway
We’ll dance a little maybe or just sway
making it easy, making it right
will have us remembering how you first walked by
and how it started with a little “hi”
when the fire was in the brain first
and how it started with a little “hi”
when the fire was in the brain first
with you and I
how not much later
how not much later
you felt you could fly
Then we’ll take some moments
to pause at that slam cafe
that fun one called “Bleeding Hearts Brew”
Where poets spill angsty lines like:
that fun one called “Bleeding Hearts Brew”
Where poets spill angsty lines like:
“nothing else matters” and “still need you”
and a spark will light up
and a spark will light up
something like anew
Sounds like such a solid plan
Let me know if you can
Meet me tomorrow by that bookstand
I’ll be the one holding a novel’s hand
entitled: “I’ll Always Try to Understand”
Les’Nspired
