Monday, March 30, 2020

A color to paint the sky

Looking for a color to paint the sky, 
I am grasping for a tune that's fading from my mind, 
Something about a girl with reckless charms,
Flittering hearts with every flick of hair,
Smiling back at those awkward years, life was simple, 
and love uncomplicated by the truths of life. 

Forty Five

Sitting by the mountain in my head, I watched the clouds go by, And felt lonelier than I ever have; I sought love and found pain, I bought l...