By distant moon
Date: 2001 Jul 04
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[[2001.07.04.01.51.1878]]

Yellow As I Dance

Yesterday she told me to come back home
Not that she had told me to leave in the first place
But I knew it was right, she was right

I bubbled, frothed and spilled over as she said the words
Well, typed the words, anyway...

I'm a little more than 2 tanks of gas away
But it feels like eternity and then some
A gap that cannot be bridged
But in a little under 5 days, I will hold her

My color will be red, as I burn with desire
Changing to pink and a soft yellow as I dance
Not in reality, but internally...with excitement
To be with her
To be near her

My Penticostal upbringing paying off as I spout out mangled words that actually contain the meaning of life...

And tongues becomes my new language
And she becomes my new life
That is when the world becomes our background
And we, the figurines in a Broadway musical

I will sing to her with compassion
Drain myself to please her
She with her dress and smile...

I could not ask for more
...I will not