I collect dimples and cracked smiles
so my pockets remain full of sunlight...
.
Float...
It seems that the unborn
whom passed before birth...
A man walks into a bar
Jaws drop from near and far...
Battle lines have been drawn,
And forces now amass...
As I walk up to the aircraft
Which I have done many times before...
I whisper thoughts
while my coffee goes cold...
If the world encased me
within a mason jar...
"Where is the the one-man whirlwind"
Floated words in my absence...
There are people you have yet to meet
who would feel threatened by your silence...
Caress me in your arms
arms filled with love by...
Time,
has always been keeping me on the clock...