she said she would remain in touch
i didn't think about it very much
at the time and went my way:
there was so much more to do and say
we both loved food and wine
she said she'd try to drop me a line
and i said don't bother i'll be fine.
outside there was a watercolor sky
i never knew that birds could fly so high
they disappeared into a solitary sun
blinding me as the day had just begun.
there was a knocking at my door
but i had already answered it once before
long ago and there was no one there.
she said she'd come in but didn't know where
i said it was nice to see your smile
she said she could only stay a little awhile:
that life was complex and no one knows
like a moon lit tide it comes and goes,
and in the winter wind a chill air blows.
outside there was a watercolor sky
i never knew that birds could fly so high
they disappeared into a solitary sun
blinding me as the day had just begun.
there was a knocking at my door
but i had already answered it once before
long ago and there was no one there.
she said she'd come in but didn't know where
we would remain in touch
i didn't think about it very much.
I use words to deepen my observations. All of the following works are © copyrighted. They are the intellectual property of Greg Hoover. If you or anyone you know is interested in licensing one or more written works for use in a compilation, as lyrics in a musical work, synced to video, or some other use, feel free to contact me about an arrangement. But if not, assuming you are curious and literate, simply reading for pleasure is encouraged.
Cotopaxi, Ecuador (summer 2012)
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