Age Trap
Location
Young with conditions.
Hands all over
anchoring our dreams.
Up all night,
laughing with magnetic hope.
Compasses spinning in no direction.
Bubble up from below,
play in fidelity funhouses.
Drift from calm harbors,
to set sail on swelling seas.
Battle the smiling wrinkles
humoring tired ideas.
Don't trade in tipsy adventures for
dusty conversations.
Wisdom slyly winks,
calling with withered gasps.
Hypnotizing blue lips; reminder of snow.
Come out of winter's ragged trap.
Unearth glimmering dreams,
mold them in your hands.
Disregard blank years
stuck in a birdcage.
Life flies me away,
no parachutes for landing.