September 19th, 2006
freedom
one man grounded, born to fly
spreads his wings to the wind
and goes for a ride.
upside down and inside out,
he sees the world around
is full of doubt
in the dessert, independence day,
he’s found a place
to put his cares away
dancing up to him, she offers a quip
he brews the words, like a coffee drip
and she drinks ‘em up
one, two, three a.m.,
he pulls her in for a kiss
and the world goes dim.
off in the distance, lightning strikes
the wine flows, the world fades,
and fingers dance to sweet nirvana
blissful sleep, soon, and warm
he raises his head to see the storm
but she’s gone
she left the most beautiful dawn
in what still seems like a dream
he raised his arms in an elated scream:
“FREEDOM!”
