And It Seems

"And It Seems"

We survive our devils

So as to find our smiles

We try to forget what went wrong

And recapture the good portions of yesterday

And it seems

My sought after grin

Is at its most Cheshire

When you are within the graze of my fingertips

We dream of adventure

A way to escape the humdrums of our existence

We imagine the open road and new hope

Spread out before us

And it seems

My gas tank is most full and shifting for a journey

When you are seated next to me

Eyes wide, and ready for the tarred blacktop before us

We dread the final chapter

Hoping for a new author

Someone whose pens drips with imagination

A person willing to write anything

Without fear

And it seems

You make me that person

For now, you are my muse, blowing the pages forward

As my scribble tries to capture all you inspire within my mind

And possibly my heart

Robert Lloyd