Skip the Line
ah the winding wind
and it turns again
this season into harbor of my heart
black lines fade to a point in the distance
along the horizon
I see your silhouette
in this chest all the words I never dared to speak
lie sleeping
awaiting this key to unlock
and with each beat suddenly released
a thousand dreams
sewn together these moments at the seams
I stitch with you
and my breath follows yours like a train into the darkness
these roads and bridges
hidden by the forests of futures
laid out in the night
waiting for the butter yellow slice of sky
dawn shimmering through the indigo canopy of stars
now seizing the life that we feel inside
no longer asking permission to shine
now leaping without sight of the landing strip
a heart full of faith in my minds eye
vision within reach now knowable