posted December 28, 2015 01:14 AM            

I’m walking on the empty streets
In the late days of December
With an overdose of anxiety and booze
Trying to channel the eluding peace
That’s beneath my control
I seek many things now in others
While I’m barely standing on my two feet
The desperate feeling of surrender
To the wrongdoings of a careless love
Has left me naked to the world

And I try to ask everybody
The words I cannot convey
To the one I’m dreaming of
Since she played some melodies
Of gravely notes of D’s and E’s
Then I sang and holler in rhyme
Barely staying in a proper time
Just letting the blues to flow
Wherever the tunes may go
As long as they last

I knew she was well known
From every corner in our town
As she carries her blue bass
On the many bands she plays
Keeping that soul alive
I had her beside me
Playing, and laughing and feeling
That union like the ying-yang
Forgetting the differences
Embracing that sentiment of bliss

And then she started to tell me
The stories of a wounded woman
That fought and somehow won
While she writes potent verses
And goes to where she fancies to be
From evil children to violent men
And the battles of raising a son
And watching the decadence of society
With a hit of a stick over her face
I could not help, to start loving her

Yet I feared that moment of happiness
May drift as this feeling grows
If I say how much was inside
As she moves the inner tides
Of my consciousness
I didn’t let to feel myself bare
I didn’t tell how much I care
I couldn’t say “you’re pretty”
On the days we were silly
While we were bored

And the electricity of her touch
Had me quite on the verge
Of jumping the open ledge
To where the wilderness start
And the kindness falls apart
And I had her in front of me
Just a few inches of a kiss
That seals every doubt and fear
Away forever and after
But I was frozen and could not move

Then she slowly disappeared
Tired from the endless push and pull
Of a man who could not tell
Nor act on what he feels
And make it ********* clear
I could no longer reach her
Nor with notes or questions
That made no reactions
Only little signs of formalities
Saying to me,” it’s all over”

And so time flied, and never said a thing
While her traces slipped away
And I withdraw from the places we’ve been
Trying to not be seen
To the people we used to know
Yet I dreamt of us playing
In theaters and stadiums
And kissing in the meadows
While watching the full moon
In a warm summer day

 
Then I’ve heard from a friend
She was well accompanied
With a well respected man
That fancied her needs
Of dancing and moving around
Oh you don’t know it baby
How I regret not to have that dance
And hold softly your hands
And kiss you there on that midnight
You know I regret not to fight