cue trumpets.

i remember exactly what today feels like.
those scorching afternoons,
in the back seat of mom's oldsmobile
with the adult contemporary.

frustrated by the seat-belt, still-
i squint up at Mr. sun
and shout

SU-SU-SSUDIO!

spontaneous c.

i'm getting a taste of what it's going to be like
and unlike any other vice
it's drawing me
in
and outside the lines.

forceway.

pasts create the paths
that define us
they map out our direction
tell time along the edges

the present presents
age of wisdom
this glistening, golden nugget
perfectly
ripe for the picking

collided
in the now
magic tension sparks
the light show
no one has ever put on for me

clear like the wind
your soul/shadow slides in,
as the boat to my water
gliding in a blissful sea

un-masked and naked
i am all for thee.

something romantic.

when words don't look like what they should sound
when waters give you unbalance
when shadows lurk through curtains at night
when darkness becomes your spider

like sunlight,
i'll follow you

like sunlight, like sunlight, like sunlight-i-i-i-
i'll follow you

when taking flight to a higher ground
when failure invites a party
when shoelaces entwine around your neck
when wizards destroy your tower

like sunlight,
i'll follow you

like sunlight, like sunlight, like sunlight-i-i-i-
i'll follow you.

when strangers hand you unwanted mail
when heartbreak leads to disorder
when puddles perfectly time their moves
when taste-buds lean towards sour

like sunlight,
i'll follow you

like sunlight, like sunlight, like sunlight-i-i-i-
i'll follow you

when fiction riddles without a reward
when actions sink like treasures
when bedsheets become your world cocoon
oh, when bow-ties lose their power

like sunlight,
i'll follow you

like fragrance, like foul farts, like that guy-i-i-i-
i'll follow you.