Cold as rain
Dancing to a voice cold as rain
Getting wet in thunder storm
On an empty beach flooded with irony
Hard to shine in someone else’s sun
Reality is a bitter taste to wash away
Listening to the memories
Dancing to a voice cold as rain
On an empty beach flooded
Shadow and moon light my only company
Wind singing it's song
Rain can wash most things away
The dirt from an idle life time
The sweat of living under a burning sun
Taste of an empty bottle
Dancing to a voice cold as rain
Footsteps in the sand
Rain drops cooling the tan
Wind wafting the words
Memories of a simpler time
Less complex, at least in my mind
Rain washes the beach
What remains the waves take away
Dancing to a voice cold as rain
Telling me that story about that time
Just a pebble in field bathing in sunshine
Like a painting to be revealed
9 comments:
And Warm like a Lady Bug!
on a rug all snug??
PS do cat fish eat lady bugs?
ummm...I will go with yes,,,yes they do!
what do they serve with that?
green eggs and ham of course!
On a train in the dark. Would you? Could You? On train in the dark?
Yes I would ..even in a plane, and in a car, on a boat or in an ark! I would if I could, on this day, this day of May! Green eggs and ham I say, you and I would dine well today!
sounds like a perkins run
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