“The chef prepares a special menu
For your delight, oh my.
Tonight you fly, so high up
In the Vanilla Sky...”
Sometimes life
Crosses your path
A beautiful stranger,
Real and realized
Sitting beside me.
Too many stray thoughts
Hearts on the line
Another misstep
That you can’t take.
Wide eyed
Innocent and yet
Longing in every sigh
Lounging towards regrets.
No excuses
Every step on glass
Very close and very far
Every step on ice
Righting oneself from falling from grace.
How am I here
Enamored and charming,
All my shortcomings
Laid before me.
As I crawl into my empty bed
Vulnerable and tired
Only I know my fiery trial
Instigated and extinguished
Delivered from myself
Ever grateful to her
Delivering me to myself.
“This is your time,
This is your day.
You've got it all.
Don't blow it away...”
-Paul McCartney
