June 20th, 2009

Lighter and lighter, it feels like I'm floating away
But I know this isn't a dream
From the red pinch marks on my arm
and the way the rain makes them tingle
I really did manage to sever those ties
With my determination which is like a razor blade in the night, a shining sword in the sun



It's amazing how these hands of yours hold me down stronger than before
It's as if you're afraid I might float into the sky
I am Icarus and you are my flying too high
You are my wings which are not made of wax
I am just a fool who can only see the dreams behind his eyelids
in the glow of a nightlight



I built a dam by my heart because the feelings were overflowing
Like the coffee in my cup when I put too much milk
I tried erasing that bitter flavor
and pretended it wasn't there with an arrogant sway of my hips
I didn't see the honey on the table because I tried to build a dam for my tears, too
Or simply, it hadn't been there before
You must have left it there while my eyes were glassy



I'm locking up my love for the next few years
so that I can realize the dreams that have always been true
In no means am I asking you to wait for me
If you walk ahead, I will not follow you
But I will always be hoping that we might meet at some crossroads
after a long distance, in which we have begun to miss each other



We would greet one another like gentle lovers with a passion in our strange hearts
then proceed to hold hands and trample over beaver dams and afterward
we'd share a cup of coffee
Our hands wouldn't have stopped holding
and together we could yell the feelings that are overflowing


( by alison abraham )