~And if the
sun refused to shine~
Music finds my sleep and calls
from a bedside table, slits of light through the slatted blinds
create mini horizons on the wall
Time has caught up to me once again
as the song reminds me
~I would still be loving you~
For the morning throws me back to reality,
the longing in my heart which glowed
beneath last night’s moon has returned
to find this bed of only one figure,
reaching out for what could be
~When mountains crumble to the sea~
As shorelines beckon and love blooms
in my heart, I stumble,
bare feet on a cold floor,
eyes barely opened, humming
to the haunting rhythm
of a plastic clock radio
~There will still be you and me~
Lyrics are truth, and truth is a melody,
easily sung regardless of tempo or flow
Key changes finding a bridge
of quickened footsteps that take me to a new day,
wide awake, ready to begin, with you
and I look to the radio and whisper
~Thank you~