It’s a smile that stops me in my tracks regardless, a face I search for in every crowd.

Every chance that someone could be you, every chance.

A warmth at my back I can explain, and so many things I cannot.

Actions and words that didn’t quite match up as reality bled away into coincidences and the impossible.

Trying to do it from a step back and hope it still feels or hope you felt it to start.

Trying to hear the pieces of dreams to find an answer that would fit.

Closing the eyes to make it dark so that maybe the waves can find your heart.

The wandering dreams that fall with each word and action.

So far away from where I wanted to be now, that’s the connection to the words, I find them everywhere.

The echo.

If the butterfly’s wings wave so far away, in a never ending prayer that continues every day,

Is the effect known or seen the farther away?

Saw fear of the future and tried to continue to make the days following better.

Dropped when everyone around started turning around.

I see the author and the guide, refusing to sing words that don’t mean what it means.

Not knowing how to convey, exactly what you want to hear.

The next moment I could stumble and it may not be what is needed.

Or wanted,

And I…

All I want is for you to have a reason to smile.

Will you please tell me what I can do to make it all up to you?

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