And every time,
I don’t see you coming.
And every morning,
You arrive.
Softly stealing through the undergrowth,
Wiping the sleep from my eyes.
And in the long, lazy afternoons,
I wait for you.
Patiently. Quietly.
I close my eyes,
And share my secrets with the wind.
Hoping you will breathe them in,
With the softly scented air.
The monsoon rain beats down on my eyelids,
And trickles past my parted lips.
And every time,
I open my eyes.
And you are never there.

I spin madly
While the world stands still
Every move a celebration.
Close your eyes and try to catch the feeling
Chase the moments as they slip away.
Delirious in the night
As dawn creeps forward on its knees
Listen closely and hear the light calling
Ever so tender and shameless.
Feelings flicker in my bones
Madly dripping down my spine.
Try to get a grip on reality
But it slips past my parted lips.
I’m all smoldering eyes and singed lashes
A package all tied up with string
Opened up before its time
It wasn’t Pandora.
It was me.