the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Monday, November 24, 2008

Play Street Lights: Becoming What I Tried to Avoid

The jingle of your keys
Signals the end of the night.
Be sure to hold her tight
Pressing her heart against your chest.
I'll keep my hands in the pockets of my vest...
Look away,
Look away,
I've got nothing to say.
I have nothing to do
But let life take its course.
I just miss someone else's warmth.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

this is absolutely beautiful. i'm curious about the meaning behind it, but, still, something about it hits home with me.