Blink, Its a Dance.

Life it comes, lingers, never leaves, and then it comes some more
Memories upon memories, piling
Desires upon inhibitions
Even Oranges on Apple trees
Life, as it comes, swerve a little my friend.

See the sprain in my ankle as I strike a pose
So am I, for I ran to catch life head on


Hey Open Eyes, for you, a thought is a dance
Hey Wide Open Eyes, for you, a pause be a dance too
My Wide Eyed friend who lives to watch a loved dance,
To Watch the thought and pause dance.

Blink a Little.

Or one day, the dance breathes you in
And suspended, there remains no thought, no pause
No body to warm that spectator's seat.