Second Chances

Fri, 09/22/2017 - 20:42 -- DJPENN

I met a boy one electric night.

He drowned me in his flashing eyes.

He told me his love would outlast

the fire of each star in the sky.

 

A danger ran through his fingertips, 

I drank it into my veins.

I found I couldn't breath without the air

that cried out around his name.

 

He showed me the breadth of the world,

the edge where night melts into day.

I guess that's where I lost myself

when all of his promises blew away.

 

I found those stars in the sky

we used to count for all our worth,

had burnt out long before their light

died from my lonely place on Earth.

 

 

I met a boy one silver dawn

whose laugh grew into my soul unaware.

He was like the dandelions you didn't miss

until winter has stripped you bare.

 

His fingertips were a melody

that pieced together broken things.

In his voice I found a home where

I could breath on my own again.

 

He could not show me the world

the edge where wilderness births art,

but he taught me how to fit it

between the beat of his open heart.

 

He could not save the stars

that died in the black by themselves,

but he taught me how to catch them

in my dreams before they fell.

 

In the warmth of his eyes I found

the girl I had always been,

and the promise of an unbroken future

streaming through fingers in the wind.

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