Untitled #4
By
Nathan Caleb Camerer
Many moons have passed
I still feel the sunburn on my knees
Attempts have been made
Too many to count
Trying to regain that momentum
Of a day in the sun
Pictures that I wish I had taken
Chronicle a lifelong search
Where the color of hair marks each new chapter
Heaven and hell
Wrapped in stars and scars
Both mental and physical
A magnet for random gunfire
With a bedroom naughty voice
That makes my heart skip
Every time I hear it
Or read words that it could speak
I open my chest
So you can eat my heart
A predator posing as a house pet
That sits at the top of the list
Of chances missed
Or not taken
When and where will the time come
Is it now or never
Keeping hopes in check
Trying to not let expectations crawl thru the roof
Another beautiful day
Frozen in time
Do we try and walk on thin ice
Or hope that we fall thru
Into the warm water that hides underneath
With a current that can take us away
To someplace new
The lessons of the past
Become the golden bricks
That pave the path to our future
