Reflecting at the table, taping your toe
Ready to go back
Into the crippling cold alone
Writing a note to the one, the no show
A ringing phone, a familiar tone.
The pen slides out of loosening fingers
Bounces on the ground as you turn around
Ears hear an anxious apologetic angel
Thoughts become water, air becomes scarce
Symphonic sweet sounds make waves
Mind lost at sea, but never felt such peace
Wait for the surprise tide to decline
Floating freely, feeling her kind sunlight
Such bright beauty blends into you
Evaporates every drop and elevates emotion
Standing in sky, staring into soothing eyes
Slowly stepping toward the starry skyline
In a calm comfort with no doubts to bear
She reaches out, brushing your soft hair
This world fades to a lovely welcomed white
