she came to this placeafter lookin' for some peace
ridin those southwestern winds
like the bohemian soulthat she was at her core...
she was lookin' for her next adventure,sure beat puttin' her head in the sandthe sand, leveled by the love she thought she knewbut she didn't know a damn thingcept' that he was cruel
she could put her head in the sand become the hermitbut she had a destiny
a vivid dance with
her new fate
that called from a far off place
so she roamed the mountains
climbed them
one by one
lookin' over her shoulder
from time to time ~guess that's to be expected
what was it she ran away from?
what kind of past was hers?
was she loved?
had she left a piece of herself
behind in
some old dusty town?the one
where he lived
where he turned to stone
she tried
she gave her all
but times were tough
and livin' meant more.
she had no choice
for she was one who lived
who danced beneath the light of the moon
by night and under the benevolent sun
by day
she didn't need him anymoreshe never did,
and besides, he left long before she did
and God knowsshe tried
she gave her all
but times were tough
and livin' meant more.
her soul was tellin' her
she needed to thrive
to make love along the way
to never cry so hard that she
had to assume the fetal position and just hide away
no, that wasn't her way
temptin' it was, during those rough spells
but she had too much to do
too much to see
and so much to Believe
it was out there for the takin'
but she knew the secret was not to
take but to give her little heart out
and that ~ all her dreams would make!
© 2009
image source: rebekka_guamp240leifsdamp243ttirloosely lyrics...
*long last look, she's still carryin' that damn baggage ~ maybe, it's time to kick that to the curb!
she stands
paralyzed
unsure
yet
wanting
she is caught
in the glitz of him
her dreams wandered
took hold, then dissipatedno chance,no chance of fruition
knowing full well
she should run
make haste
temper this desire
this need
to be near, him
for he has not proven himself to her
he has not shown that she can let go
she feels frozen in time
in that time of loving himshe remembers, all too well...
chainedin this space
this wanton space
she wants to let go
she wants to understand
this limbo, this grey space
with so many broken places
she wants
to be free to love
yet letting go does not
seem an option
she is forever having to
temper her heart...
when all she wants to do....
is to love...
©
2009written September 2009
image source:sleepwalker+by+jessica+tremp
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