Blogophilia week 8.5 - "Stellar Nights"
COSMIC DAYS & STELLAR NIGHTS
Cosmic days
f my youth
f my youth
still dance
in my head ~
in my head ~
Long lazy
summers spent
hanging out
with good friends.
summers spent
hanging out
with good friends.
Hot,
sticky days
spent on cool
breezy beaches ~
sticky days
spent on cool
breezy beaches ~
Building castles
so tall in the sand...
so tall in the sand...
Laughing
and splashing
and splashing
in crashing
white surf ~
white surf ~
No plans
had we beyond
just the moment
at hand.
had we beyond
just the moment
at hand.
The smell of
Coppertone hung
Coppertone hung
in the air
like perfume ~
like perfume ~
Transistor radios
pumped out
pumped out
our favorite
Rock n' roll tunes ~
Rock n' roll tunes ~
Our spirits
soared free
soared free
like seagulls
in the sky ~
in the sky ~
We had hopes ~
We had dreams ~
We had stars
in our eyes!
in our eyes!
Stellar nights
I recall ~
I recall ~
Spent around
open fires ~
open fires ~
Almost
combustible
were we
With our
teenage desires !
Innocent kisses
that became
combustible
were we
With our
teenage desires !
Innocent kisses
that became
hot and heavy
too quick ~
too quick ~
Filled with passion
and lust ~
and lust ~
Breath came
heavy and thick!
heavy and thick!
Our bodies
took lead ~
While we
helplessly followed ~
helplessly followed ~
We mustn't ~
We shouldn't ~
We shouldn't ~
Our protests
so shallow!
so shallow!
We burnt
all our bridges
taking leap
after leap ~
after leap ~
Before we came
to our senses ~
to our senses ~
Once more
able to speak ~
able to speak ~
Whispering
promises
to each other ~
promises
to each other ~
We knew ~
we would
never keep.
we would
never keep.
How could
we have known
we have known
time would fly
by so fast?
by so fast?
That those
carefree
summer days ~
carefree
summer days ~
Would not...
could not last?
could not last?
No clue
had we
of all that lay
had we
of all that lay
waiting ahead ~
That life would
change forever ~
change forever ~
Such different
paths we
would tread.
paths we
would tread.
Cosmic days
and
Stellar nights?
Weren't they
simply divine?
But now
only memories
linger adrift
in our minds...
simply divine?
But now
only memories
linger adrift
in our minds...
Of summers
so special ~
so special ~
Words simply
cannot define ~
cannot define ~
The echoes of
laughter
and joy
laughter
and joy
rippling
back now
through time!
back now
through time!
Now and then
when I stop ~
when I stop ~
and just
close my eyes ~
close my eyes ~
I can see
that free
spirit again
If I try...
that free
spirit again
If I try...
That carefree
girl of my youth~
girl of my youth~
That warm circle
of friends ~
of friends ~
And all those
wonderful summers
wonderful summers
that long ago...
came to an end.
came to an end.
.
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