The Long Walk Home

I used to walk at night

I would be moved by the vibrations
That shook my heart and resonated
Pulsing into a fever up inside my chest
I can't shove it down, it just won't go

Away and dissipate among the smoke
Between the trees, fireworks shattering
& combusting, I just might, I just
Can't find my ages of youth under

The covers from another view
I remember
My lover's gaze
From long after the day's half moon bay

She would sit by my side
And watch me cry, showing my insides
We would walk side by side
Until time

Didn't matter
When a friend sees you shatter
Into puzzle pieces
No one can help you find the reason

Why would she stay?
When her attachment style
Fades with the season
I don't stop to reconsider

But the cup of love tastes so bitter
And this has been all I've known
Is this what they mean by dying
alone?

Deny the blood that boils over
See it flow like the ocean
Letting the volcano find its maker
A true cast of the net in the coast when

A wave crashes continuously
Pace & rhythm
pace & Rhythm
pace and rhythm

Pay attention to time the sentence
Till the craving of the sentence of your time
Rewinds into the sublime
Past the future ignorance of your presence

Felt all around
When I walk at night, I lose my senses
Until the boom of fireworks erupts
The memory of holding love

Inside my arms pressed along
The night, the street, and the song
She hated fireworks and thought
Them to be environmentally wrong

I begged, arrogantly talked too long
And tried to convince
Without realizing that she would stay to see me
Happy

I just wanted to see her light up
&
She
Did

There was a slight quiver of a gentle smile
Changing from a slowly developed smirk
The quirk, the atoms, the song of the universe that made a loud big bang that turned into billions of billions of billions of moments, including this precious

moment.

Means more to me than she'll ever know
Deep inside the soul and roots of this body
There are memories that fade here

And yet, even still...

Every 4th of July
I look up at the sky
And the calcifer burns in my heart across my steps in the night
So I sit and write

And remember the fire working in her eyes.