Drop
Therese no fade switch or off and on,
carrying what you feel till your gone,
Making it a laugh, a story, or a song,
Why is intuition set to double exposure,
The past dictating the now over the shoulder,
But shouldn't we Guard the flames like a soldier,
With times sweet lips of longing,
Just being and Belonging,
Warm Moments of comfortable understanding,
Looking at each other with equal standing,
A light touch, a hint of a spark,
Life is a dream in the dark,
The Embers of intoxicated yearning ,
Body's of passion burning,
Little moon with a blue hue,
I wish i could be among the stars sitting next to you.
But i'm at the bottom, Looking up
Living in lifes well or is it a cup
Never tasted the fall or heard the plop
Do i drink or Am i the last drop?