Waterwall

Waterwall

My hands touch softly yours

With only fingertips

You blink

This could be over sooner than I wink

My hands touch

I breathe

I hide and fantasize

I try

I think I’m tired of this life

Softly, softly

I’m driving

Driving out of this cruel town

On a freeway of glowing ghostly love

Into the fog where memories morph

In the fog I slowly vanish

I freeze

I hide and fantasize

I try

I think I’m tired of this life

Driving, driving

Driven by the specters to the forest into dark

Follow the direction of your unforgotten heart

Roam about the woods lost in my softening memories

Rub the skin against the mossy bark of fallen trees

A flash in the sky

Another state of the mind

A royal poodle appears in the light

The poodle walks me to a waterfall

A kooky hollow call

A blinding beam sets the fir tops on fire

I walk through the waterwall

To the other side