Without a Goodbye Kiss
She said…
My eyes got that look of
Maybe… Fear
Maybe… Excitement
Maybe… Terror
When storm clouds were coming
Over the Mountain in my mind
When she heard the thunder
My wife started to wonder
Not why… But which way
This Poet was going to fly
When the wind
Started to blow
I felt… Something magical happened
Maybe… An electrical reaction
Maybe… Ultimate satisfaction
Maybe… Things only my soul knows
Then I’d fly out of control
Into the unknown… Looking
Maybe… For beginnings and ends
Maybe… For a forgotten sin
Maybe… Just to Leave her alone once again
I would follow the storm in my mind
Maybe… Trying to go back in unused time
Maybe… Chasing the shadow of the shadow
Maybe… To design un-designed rhymes
Maybe… Just maybe
Following words… Over an imaginary edge
Into my minds abyss
Always… Always
…Without a goodbye kiss…
Truthful Lies
Texas Style Songwriter And Storyteller Poetry.
© Paul H. Keeler… A Cosmic Cowboy
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