From that moment where you and I stood being chrisend by the rain nothing else after or before would ever feel the same .
It was though we were two actors in a W. Allan movie scene and each secound spent was up on a silver screen
As you read your line
you quietly said
Your eyes are like bullets like guns to lead
no need to speak just look instead
Now thoughts we had dread only now flew high like the lights in your eyes as to smoke in your Jamaican sky
Question and answers not needed tonight
Just the realatiy of you the relativity of I
Your the city that never ever grows old where life would rather cease than ever stop to flow and
where so many stories seem to silently unfold
I imagine that a life with you is like this place we know like
a book that’s read and Scar tissue is me
And Mocking birds you .
It would appear your much more aware
since the time we met before like two at chess you seem to understand what’s right what’s best .
well I guess it’s fair game now what happens next
You’ll just be the home we’ve always known
Where real magic music and art is grown.
And underneath the sun born glow of its red orange colored bridge where you cross and never stop you just go
Lay one heart abroad… you my