Monday, November 14, 2011

Fox River Valley

sweet-tempered feelings we share
laying in the dark breathing soft night
outsides cool and damp
blowing leaves rustle in the alley
you let me in with inversion
my bag lies still now, my shoes worn
I stand before you jobless and poor
BUT you look into me like I'm something more
I run in circles to pass the time
BUT when you get home every thing's fine
you catch me gazing at you when you speak
its only me in attempt to find the depths to your unceasing mind
BUT as the Beatles said so eloquently
"Let It Be"
your inner mind is so inexpressibly Divine
BUT you have only let the special ones in to find

my mind is so scattered just as my timeline
Ive been here and there, up and down
oh what the hell and side to side
so who could blame a mind that's nor here or there
in any one time
or a body that's slept in as many places as mine
now that my pace has begun to slow
I'm beginning to feel a celestial glow
and just so you know
these words are not for show
BUT for admiration for a girl I'm just beginning to know