Another one for the books
Her eyes twinkled in the weak sun light as the clouds broke to show the sky.
And the blue made the contrast burn -within us, within you.
Where green meadows turn to blackness now skins begins to pale.
For the sounds like to blend- around us, around you.
And I can turn away
And I can pull you back
And I can let you go
And I can always say - What about us, what about you.
BUt sometimes the peatels fall and flow down the stream.
And rain may flood but floods like to subside, like to- drown us, drown you.
STill regardless of this I can still see the exist sign glowing so far away.
And just to be predictable, maybe just for kicks
' I smile- good night'