Broken In Daydreams

Eyes baby eyes like blue stages

We were parked slanted on a dirt road

We fumbling over each others lips and frames

Once it was over we got dressed it was 1998 , and on the road played The Flys Got You Where I want you 

I was 12 you were 13 

You treated me the. same after you took my virginity 

Jokes

Pokes 

and endless walks down the dirt road that always leads to home

Splitting

In this pathway of danger

I started to fight back

You never came back when you left we in love, heart bleeding 

The trail leading straight to the start

Me in love endangered , and caught in your undertow

So much to do with so little left over

Things were left harshly

I can not be that woman now

Pen and Paper

PEN  AND PAPER

If you were the pen and I was the paper

Look at the cover and every date and number

If I was the pen and you were the paper

I would remember every mark now  

On every page 

If there was no pen and there was no paper

As we stare until the words come off the page 

until the glow of the streetlights guide us home