poem 1
April 20th, 2005
By Archived Story
it didn’t feel like home until i began to leave it
time leaves me behind
your answers leave me questioning
leaves were gone at last
no warm was left on gray skies
and when everything went white
it was just the time between
new places i was trying to get to
solitude weighs heavy now
can’t believe this is what i thought i wanted
just waiting for the next day
now it’s too late
only with you i want to stay
somewhere in the world at one moment
my part of the world turns to face the sun
you send me out to wander
while my mind strays
to find the thing that will take me home
i see home in you
i want time to spend in a new place
time to spend to make it mine
i fill my time with the home in you
wrapped up in a day’s color
i know you won’t notice
i’m a vagabond for affection
