a pleasant shade

these overcast skies chase fears of burning heaven from my eyes the overbearing gleam can blind a mind so dull as mine and the dazzling brilliant blue an agonizing hue forever etched behind my pupils as eyes like mine seek to crawl away and hide rather than to find a crystal clear reflection of what i thought i knew

and should i come unglued, perhaps, before the light's subdued offer up a prayer, a wish, or something misconstrued perchance in undeserving kindness i'll receive your palm, upraised before my eyes perceive whichever token destiny has chosen me to leave

and should we make it just in time arriving breathless in the shade as if by Fortune's grand design then i will dance for what we've made - a solace, a shelter, a place to rest awhile and setting sun will hide its face relieved, you'll manage half a smile for this, our little saving grace and pray that mem'ry soon will lose the path we felt we had to choose

written by Daniel Dessinger January 18, 2006