"to hold the flower i cant keep." something sorrowed something blue, something hopeful, me and you....
when we were young, everything seemed different....in the summer the sun seemed more orange, everything seemed more orange....in winter the snowflakes seemed much bigger...the night seemed more unlimited...the cracks in the pavement seemed more meaningful...a rainstorm smelled impossible...its all about the after glow...sleepovers stole our hearts...and the most pain we suffered was upon hearing our parents yell to us from up the street to come home for the night...youth...unlimited imagination, unlimited beauty...indestructible...was it the chemicals between us...those life-affirming chemicals....hormones...was it the age of innocence? incense? intents?
that first kiss...the world moved so fast...and so slow....in every direction...explosions of color, lust, pain, happiness...falling through the evening...it was never later than we thought...i was much later than we thought...you seemed so tired? a day's past retired...all of those hearts....tucked deep inside our beds....all of those ideas frozen in our heads...
the world was a painted canvas...the sun glued to the sky...the moon a flashlight for the vampires...the street a river dividing my house from their house, from your house, to their house...our bodies so fragile...that first kiss....innocent...free from the stain of adult corruption and lascivious intentions...that first kiss...we could not get that smile to leave our face...smiles for miles and miles and miles....
a sea-change~* it is never too late to see life as we used to...adulthood and all the deafening silence that shadows the wonder of youth is only a mere cataract in the eyes of misguided and yearning people who have been led astray...our eye discourses...i will follow it...that street, that sun, that moon, that rain, those stars...that summer, that winter, they are always there. they did not leave...our purpose, our innocence, left....catch the light...we need a sea-change...we should have, we could have...................remember that hiding place? remember that secret space? remember that destination, that constellation? destination constellation. the night will embrace us...and hold us until we remember how to be...to be...we can still be afraid of vampires...vampyres...it is still dark...sea-change...we need a sea-change...the sound of a million violins sighing....pull your covers over your head...that universe is still there...IT remembers YOU...forgetting when, remember how...fall beneath the waterline...a sea-change...
everything has begun and ended,
always is about to begin,
forever lies with the sunset in tomorrow~*
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