I keep on talking through hope
as the sirens are singing
I'm nursing a tumor, still unexplained.

I walk a while among the crowd,
my heart as heavy as my belly.
I hide both meticulously behind a scarf.
It wasn't ever my intention
to hide your existence from the world.
I knew you weren't mine to show off.
Our bond is naturally attenuating,
as you grow older all that will remain
between us is an apparition of gray matter.
My passion for you was to not bring you
into this world believing in a broken one.
I was passionate about you believing in love.
Knowing there is a happy grace and the sunshine
is a constant fractal.

I have this vision,
one day when you're all grown up.
You're perched upon a fire escape,
somewhere far away.
It's Moon River you're singing,
I'm singing the same tune.
I will never forget that picture.
I have all the love in the world for you,
even as our faces evaporate into the air
when we think of one another.

To me, you're Dylan 6 inches tall.
But to them,
to them, you are the world Nicholas.
The long stretch of road,
and yes, they're driving all the way
to the horizon for you.

Spring Sesh part 1.

You say I'm your Simon & Garfunkel,
I found Bob Dylan and the blues in you.
Walking down the street
your harmonica wailing,
guitar strumming.
I smoke a cigarette trippin' on my thoughts
& your music accompanies my rhythym and blues.

I knew the blues in other things before I met you.
You showed me another level of love.
Shots of tequila in your kitchen,
our words roll off the tongue.
My dreamboat singing 'Earth Angel'

Driving down your streets &
our -- or atleast my heart insindiary and all that jazz...

When the doors were closed and all the world was asleep
you rocked my world.
All the shagging and endless melodies,
tossing and turning tangled in eachothers dreams.

With you Orion shined bright inside of me.
The album is on repeat,
dancing here in the garage.
The beat banging madly through my body.
Were classic rock, me in my sundress and glow.
You linger there as you spiral into the sky.

dear sir or mister the moon...

why is this, we start to kiss
and your thoughts of me unravel
and fall so quickly?
we have too much history to be
fucking around like this.

what did i miss when you had me
tounge-tied and dreamy?
feelin' so groovy,
i never knew it could come and go so fast.

I dance under your spell
glowing above us
shining in all your brilliance
for the world to see
giving me the best nights sleep,
allowing me to dream very far away.

while the crickets chirp and
the frogs ribbit i let the twinkling
symphony given to me by the stars
touch my every sense,
keepin' a warm fire burned lovely
in my soul.

oh, naked sky, you're such a flirt
making love to my sight
i wanna touch you baby
but you won't let me
so i might as well fall asleep.

i talk in my sleep a tale of love
a black and white classic if you wish
i let my words fly about...
'baby, you know you would not be
coming around anymore if it
weren't for all the shagging.
remembering the days you'd
pick me up in your car
and no, we weren't going
for a night on the town..'

now pull up a seat near your
favorite stars and watch the slides
roll by,
come on up to the sky
watch your dreams or telenovella
between orion and the big dipper.

To Bobby Dylan

Lovebirds are the reason
these songs keep getting sung
and our hearts keep beating
gently along with the drum.
when your soul starts to hum.
your mind is in the clouds,
and your thoughts come undone
'cause you finally found the one.

and now youre singing your love song
to the one that shines your aura bright.
and you play it for him
under a beautiful starry night.

and you swear that it's magic
'cause now youre swimming in a dream.
and you're tapping your toe to his song,
and spinning about in a dance
to find you've been floating all along.

waking up fresh in the morning
with that dream still on your tounge
tangled in his arms
with his song still on your lips.
you get up and walk into the sunshine
with the dance still on your hips.

now both your song and mine
will grow tall with the trees
and we'll drink some more wine.
just like lovebirds flying freely with ease.

~~~
Love, April

April on: Dancing...

dancing is moving your body,
sculpting it into a work of art;
and for the love of art
move to your hearts content.

make your veins sparkle inside
with the melody of the music.
tap and twirl and kick-ball-change
let your soul free.

one for the books...

our wine bottle collected dust
i saved it for us
it sat hidden in a secret place
i saved it for the day i would see your face
never did i think i'd drink it all by myself
sitting by the phone waiting for you to call.
i can't even look at the roses in the vase
you mix with the shadows
now you're face has been erased...

[chorus:]
singing oh, my melody is broke
an' im starting to choke on my cigarette smoke.
well the wine has been drunk up and my head is spinning
and the ripples that we feel amount to nothing real.
----

i dialed your phone
when the bottle was empty
and all i heard were your silly songs...
oh what a lonely day,
now i got the blues
im plastered in bed
and im without you.

[repeat chorus twice]

the love passed us by.

in the dark alley we stood.
the lighter turning on my cigarette
was the only glow we saw.
i shouted drunk off whiskey
i shouted my souls worried thoughts.
afraid of losing a love,
or an illusion of love was torturing my heart.
i tried to flirt with the idea that i was only being silly.
in the back of my mind, though,
it pierced me in the heart,
the knowledge that we didn't belong.

i needed to leave,
and i needed to leave fast.
bid farewell to my vision of our love.
how can we fill this empty canvas--
how can we paint a picture of us
when my paintbrush is the only one moving?

the stars i talked to back in the day
when our future was darker than tonight.
i see it clearly now.
clinging to you,
the idea of you.
i guess this is my cue
to get up and out of here.
leaving this blurry vision
in my head up to fate.
i digress, lighting another cigarette,
putting on hold the fact
that it just isn't you.

I doodled a dream
and slurred it to you in my whiskey speak.
it was a dream only meant for sleep and nothing more.
we were always the sleeping kind anyway.

i felt as though, this love that never glowed
had passed in my sleep.
i woke up still high from my dream.
our love never left these walls.

our past is a starry night,
hey, daytime has to come soon...

in this dark alley we still stand,
full of fog.
i know tomorrow i will wake up
and it will be gone alltogether.
our love that grew dwindled away into the night.