And The Band Played On


Where water searches for soul
It loves the weakened shore 
To leave it's purpose so smooth and stark
To feint attack on shapes in the dark
A thin carved edge  
Infinite breathing 
Pushing and pulling
Golden alabaster hue turns to marble 
Excited atoms light the ambient mood

Her sharpened edged tool
She will carve her way  
through the mystic dry shores 
Caressing the thick attitudes of can't shouldn't and why
She owns this right 
She won't part with her own cadence
You don't want to know why 
Saying something for a summer's day gentle breeze
She sits on a charity of hopes that could pay 
Never about the money
Hopes that we could play with her infinite wave
An editor of deleted memories distorted dreams
She slowly sits and becomes the night
You've paid do mind as if chanting a special word 
Serenity has indubiously arrived in one breath
Indiscreetly you can bet she'll be calm
For a lady's captured passion by her stoic shores 
Those who stand on guard for a measure of sanity
Realness is but a word with no base
Sunshine if it could only have a taste
Would taste like her
We can show that we haven't lost our art
Some kindness thanks 
To feel a connection a self intervention 
The inhibition of her seat to dispel 
Boundaries now presented by a question
Losing the natural ladder from stardust to Hell
From the depths no person has lived but confident it was home
Worldly being a sure-bet too counterfeit too perfect
To feint attack on shapes in the dark
When night meets darkness 
The street quiet draws
Regeneration in the air

At a popular cocktail lounge in a small foreign town
We like to know there is a late night show
A band plays working on their plan 
To keep it's shape as beautiful fun
Just like the wave of the tide
And the lady by the shore
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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