as of now

Maybe someday we could take

our time,

and I could show you this love of mine.

And you could use your words

so fine,

and nothing would leave us blind.

We’ll run on the pavement of clouds,

and lowly we’ll leave our doubts.

And nothing will fool us false.

I want to forever be close.

To you.

But the droplets still leave tracks

on our faces,

This ground is cold and so faithless.

My love – it crumbles and shakes in.

The eyes are not fooling,

now face it.

We walk in the puddles of loss,

so mistaken.

Highly regarded as fading.

And all that we love is of now changing.

Directions are flowing, don’t blame me.

                                                                 June 2015

by James Flames