Sunday, May 12, 2013

Jay Gatsby (The Light)

The old letters gave me a renewed hope.

A valley of one vision that I still hold.

How we both take a deep breath before leaping out that airplane, fluttering over my hometown.

Cut to a candle light dinner under twinkle skies, you in a dress that I love, but despise.
I love it because you're in it. I hate it because I have to wait to undress you from it.

And myself in full on "romance" attire. 
I always allow you to wonder.

Transition to more scenes and different dreams that are easy to grasp;

Time isn't on my side when forever's all I need

As I think next to this desktop lamp of what you could have thought I meant when I said it.
Forever.
Leaving my lips.

The old letters gave me hope.
I hate to lessen this light.
What did she think when I said it all those times?

Later Days, Longer Nights

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