Love Lost and Found
Where is the boy
who laughs at rain,
stares past grey clouds
wandering why so blue
our sky
our sea-salt tears
of sense-filled pain?
Where is this boy?
He never said goodbye.
This boy went on to make his way alone.
He had no choice
or so he thought
with stardust gray bright eyes.
Where is this man
whose passion cries with pain
for who we could be,
should be?
Where is this redeemer
who stares past sun
wondering why so black
behind each face
of human place
sleeps deep inside with strain.
Where is my place,
my time in space
to see your eyes
glint through dark clouds
to wrap your face in mine?
When is our time
to rise with shining blue night song,
to dance our way toward where we were
before we lost our minds,
to when we were a white cloud day
to play our work
and work our play.
I loved our eyes
that laughed at rain because we had each other.
Where is that man who was a boy
whose place was time
we could not spend forever?
He flew apart with wings outspread
too young to learn we only fly together.
If we could stop this time to live apart,
I'd find a place where time could find you
holding us forever;
through time to fly
and then to die to fly again
together.
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