Slowly trickling through my sweet anticipation.

Every movement steps backwards.

As I muddle in the distance That separates a soul.

And blocks out all emotion I see hidden

in vacant faces that walk along these wires.

Captive, in the early cool

Of a summer daydream.

Like a cat fixed on its prey

Flicking it's tail back and forth.

I see you in the shadows

Of all the things you spoke to me

Without a single word.

Beyond walls where the whistle blows

To mark another day,

You have walked alongside of me.

Among rolling hills and deep green fields

Where I yearn to keep the outside far from reach.

Your absence has left me

alone again in another day,

As I struggle to see you.

To hear your sultry voice unravel me

to the simple terms of endearment.

I will be alive in those days ahead.

Moving around you like a carousel.

Lifting you up

so you can feel the exhilaration

that rushes through my fingertips.

Transfixed and elusive

I will cover you like a summer storm;

Tasting every drop of ecstasy

That lingers on the tip of your tongue.

My hands around your waist

As you run free inside the quivers of my heart.

Those three days will slip through my hands quickly.

But live beyond the clutches of my reality.

Like a mist of magnolia

And sweet honeysuckle,

That overtakes a southern lull

After a storm has passed.