Valleys of Lucidity

Sweet smells of musky green love hang high in the ceiling close to were we are an altitude high hazy still state laughs of swellness rain down close to where we never dwell, sober and unswayed it's hard to stand still in the rain but heavens bliss is a blanket of innocence red view in the rear view -lights flash sweet bird softly land birch blue is anew as life is aglow, aglow, aglow all around me is all I know please don't tell me I should go outside it is getting late policeman listen don't you know people grow old waiting on their own lives to unfold I want answers to loosen their hold on secrecy let them dance with me waltzing away a ticket that's crisp as autumn is handed to me last of him I hope to see, on to another steep fall into valleys of lucidity COPYRIGHT @ NANCY BECKMAN