Him

Him




His soul sits at the edge of the ocean
And I will find him come morning
In the sun rays where heartache
Dares to tread and lonely is
A lost soul awake and only present
In dreamland
I will find his touch between
The sheets, between here and
There, yes, the sticks that
Come together to fuel this fire
Will part and present a path
My heart will walk along
Yes, he can be found in the
Comet tail of the stallion
Bearing the knight
That fantasy icon that has
Cut his way into our dreams
With that blazing sword he
Wields
Lord knows I don’t need a
Hero
He will be that scent that lingers
When I stop to smell the roses
Lost in nowhere but everywhere
And the next breeze that comes along
Will blow me in the right
Direction
His feet will find me from
Beneath the table of terrors
We often sit at, to reflect
In empty plates that bear
Cracks of better, unforgettable
Times; yes, we will create
The cracks between our lips
And his mighty strength that
Turns tides and heads will
Set this beat within to
The rhythm of a song that
Only birds and poets
Comprehend, yes only
They will understand
The stars will peek down
From all their glory
To gaze on those lights
From within that makes
And inspires them
To cast shadows when
No one is watching
To dance like they know
The steps while our hearts
Do the same
He won’t know the rules
And will advance space
Between spaces in time
That I forgot to catch
On the clock that sits
Beside out bed, our magic carpet
That takes the chill off
When our worlds collide
Yes, there will be a shudder
And some will stop to think
To check the cracks, to look
In between here and there
To see that stopping to
Smell the roses opens
The senses for someone to
Walk in
Yes, sometimes he is there
Like a tap on the shoulder
From across the room
My turn will come

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