~autumn daze~


Time flies into the night
How I wish it were so fun
Back then when we'd dream of the days,
days we knew would never come.
I see you no more.
I see you no less,
I guess.
But it's okay-
That's how you wanted it,
or so you breathed away.

Autumn came and knocked on my door
I gave her all my joy in return
Now there's nothing left to quell this grief
except those sad and forgotten memories of friends.
It will never end
I wished it all away,
but it all came back to say goodbye,
and then it decided to stay for tea.

Your storm clouds came up,
and I welcomed them at the time
Little did I know that the resulting torrent
would turn into a deluge
and wash all my marbles away.
Green, green were your tawny eyes
Never with a touch of blue,
But maybe brown or gray.

Your weakness persists on my thoughts
Wishing them away 'till gone
That's what we were
You wished me away
Now I'm gone for tea with Father Jupiter
Don't know when I'll be back
Still you sadness lingers
So it never was really me
Just the thoughts of losing me
"What now?" You ask
"There is nothing left now," I say,
For you wished it all away
And I bled it all away
It's all a forgotten dream or train

You drank of her warm, sweet youth
Taking all and more,
Never asking, for she freely gave
She purged what she had and more
You and her had the stars
You knew you did, and she did, too.
But your tokens fell away
And the stars fell from the sky
You bled her heart apart

And now her wall is high
And you can never see over it
You're green eyes shining for yourself,
Once for her but no more
The stars belong to her now
You threw them all away,
But I, I picked up the pieces,
And they taught me how to fly.

She used to count the stars at night
When she thought it meant
That you would come around again
Just as you always had before
There came a time when she gave up such childish fancy
To become a woman in her heart,
A woman with a heart.

**published in Windows Within, literary magazine for Mount Vernon Nazarene College, 1999 ed.


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