Wednesday, January 6, 2010

My Heart My Weakness

I'm at that moment when my heart could just overflow.
I walk through this city and I can't feel my hands because of the bitter cold and yet I take no notice and hear nothing but the sound of the snow underneath my boots and the pounding inside my chest. When I finally come to a stop, I am sweating violently beneath my clothes and I am not sure if it is because I was running without knowing it or if my body was only overwhelmed with its own energy.

Everything stands in a grand juxtaposition of itself and tomorrow is always unforgiving.
I need that tall glass of cold water.

Save my money
For that plane ride
Horn of plenty
Heavy sunlight
Autumn's bounty
Bread and red wine
In a hurry
But there's so much time

I will wait for you
Growing love but like water
Time will always slip through
I will wait for you
But please come soon

The wind sounds angry
But my coat's kind
Wrapped in blankets
In the daylight
Winter's longing
Somewhere to close behind
In a hurry
But there's so much time

I will wait for you
Growing love but like water
Time will always slip through
I will wait for you

-Leap Year (Maria Taylor)