Florence
Sweet late night kisses
In a familiar parking lot,
Hold me longer and don’t lie to me
Comforting lies are not enough.
I’ve been on my own for so long
I’ll wait a month longer;
I close my eyes and I can see
your wrinkled hand holding mine
on a sunny 80 something bench.
In your arms, I found reason to
Forgive all my past mistakes
I found a way to let go,
Let this strong and accepting heart
Be fragile and hopeful again.
I fear to become like Florence
The beautiful lady upstairs that danced alone,
That died alone.
Take me with you
Dance with me,
Let’s dance under this forgetful moon.
You whispered you only dance for love
And you’re dancing with her.
I prayed for you to come away with me,
But now I can’t pray for myself
I can only pray for your happiness.
I’m crossing the days that make up this month,
Days take over nights
As nights take over days,
And yet time is so still.
One month,
Is too long for my tired, doubtful mind.
Maybe I should forget you,
Let you dance with her.
I shall dance alone,
Alone;
Just like my beautiful Florence.
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