Mid Day Hunger.....

"......we need to do lunch again..." The SoD



Clocks ticking
traffic moving slow lights glowing yellow
still I stay mellow
moving north on Main Street
destination unplanned then again
what else is new???
inside sits a divide where the false fights with the truth
and walls become obsolete when
real recognize real and
the inner soul partakes on a journey that ends when
you don't really know where the journey first began
yet
we enjoy tracing back the steps...
and it sucks that in life those steps are taken
quiet as kept
words pacing in a box yet
there's this embrace of this misplaced
freedom
a level of mystery so easily defined but so
much of a complex respect 0f things inside
that the heart can never forget
and no mortal can ever divide


sitting down
feels just as good as the first time
same feeling of butterflies
not visable to the naked eye
smiling at everything that comes my way
only from the right of me
refusing to indulge so I can keep focused
on good company
thoughts flash like a view finder
with most of them
with you under me
catching you staring
the chill I get with you glaring
makes me chew on the ice so I can
justify the shiver that came out of nowhere
all that's missing is the burger fries and coke
or was it pepsi?

cinnamon buns
long walks in the morning
carpeted floors
face sweating
knees burning
hard working
boss jerking
still smirkin'
long distance eye flirting
it was curtains

and on the way back I was highlighted by
the way we brought back what has been lost before
a pastime not shared by those who value it anymore...


the chance to do lunch.....*


*part 1