The Climb

By Luke Rook

The way that you stroke the rim of your tea

Is the way that you place your smile on me

Were that I was a leaf from that seed

I would blow with the wind and drift on the sea

A grape in the desert

A raisin in the sun

Nothing never hurts

What has this moment done?

The memories don't turn

For all that they shield

Is they do not know what they learn

When they find out what's revealed

Come morning '''tomorrow the sun will forget rise

Some remembrance will forget what you told me with your eyes

There is nothing called forever

What was held in the now

Goes into the past together with the passing clouds

The way that you touch your red lips to me

Is the way that you face the wave on the sea

Were that I wasn't what you wished me to be

I would die with the wind

Blown by your kiss on the breeze

Temptuous, flavored, savored fruit

All that there is

All that's for you

I want you

I need you

Summersault of the sun

And under the moon we will be as one

Someday the sun will disappear when it sets

One night will deny the day its light to shed

There is nothing that touches us with this night now

When nothing somewhat means something to us somehow

I look at your picture in my wallet

Falling through what I envision in my mind

The thoughts that are falling are the only thoughts that I find

Time grows thick with the vines

Emotions reach heights only reached by the climb