Afraid of Dust
If I told you I am afraid of dust
If I told you I am afraid of dust
that catches in places
where I am tired
Would you still find me
Would you still find me
so amazing and
fun?
If I said what I think
If I said what I think
to those
who have ears to hear
When I looked into your eyes
Would I still be
When I looked into your eyes
Would I still be
the one?
If the song I sing tonight is not
If the song I sing tonight is not
a soothing lullaby in an upside moon
Will you still love me
Will you still love me
and the melody I create?
Because no matter how my song plays;
Because no matter how my song plays;
we can still move on
To all those bright clouds
We anticipate
If I struggled to find words
To all those bright clouds
We anticipate
If I struggled to find words
that washed
over your skin like silk
That lingered dreamily in the light
That lingered dreamily in the light
of your morning
Would you still hear the same sweet voice
Would you still hear the same sweet voice
when I am tired
and afraid of dust that catches
and afraid of dust that catches
in places
On the words
On the words
I am
forming?
© 2011 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
© 2011 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
Of course, true friendship is never predicated on perfection or fickle feelings which are all too transient...dust (reality) is the great equalizer :) Very nice, Neva!
ReplyDeleteyou are such a romantic. lovely neva!!
ReplyDeleteOf course, true friendship is not predicated on perfection or feelings that are transient. Dust (reality) is the great equalizer. Very nice, Neva! :)
ReplyDeleteI Will always Love how you Weave the words of emotion. Wonderful Tapestry Here Neva!
ReplyDeleteVery beautiful Neva! My Path crossing yours has proven to be a true Blessing indeed. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteMuch love...
Namaste'
dust that catches on the words... carefully piled up in archives.
ReplyDeleteGive life to the words, make them dance in our ears.
We listen better than we read.
Awake, 709 views, Landscape, 710 views, The Ghetto, 486 views, I Dream a Dream, 1376 views. there is no dust gathering here. Bravo!
Enjoyed it Neva, love the word play on dust ... great work. Susan Brett
ReplyDeleteI would answer that you have no need to be afraid, wonderful ((Neva))
ReplyDeleteSimply Beautiful! Thank you so much for sharing!
ReplyDeleteFriendship can only be true. Words and time can never be reclaimed. You have touched many hearts and continue to do so with the beauty of words.
ReplyDeleteso beautiful words that only u can create as dancing magic....
ReplyDeleteWonderful as is the video. I guess words are only necessary when love has gone.
ReplyDeleteAlways wondering if someone "really" knew us would they still love us. Beautifully executed poem, Neva. I enjoyed the video - lovely - and hearing the South in your voice.
ReplyDeleteBravo!
Hello, Neva
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good poetry narrated using visible objects! highly imaginative in words thus, making them easy to associate and remember. hianti