Where else would you be,

Where else would you stay

If not for right here, right now…

That’s the power of subtext; of context

Of bittersweet memories

Of tendersweet emotion

That’s where the people reside

That’s where the bodies collide

That’s where it gets real

That’s where it aches, that’s where it glows

That’s where it all comes together;

For you and for everyone else to see.

That’s where it ties into a singular unanimous

That’s where the gaps are filled and the heart is secure

That’s where it feels like a taste of the familiar

A ride on a home road

That’s where it all comes together

That’s when the magic of context happens.

I ride a happy road,

Blow some offhand smoke

I get on and get moving,

For when the night comes

I see this damsel swooning.

 

A mild happy daze

Fuels my love for the night;

and when I look up to the stars

They dazzle in delight.

 

I retire to my slumber

Cocooned in stardust

I feel my familiar tingle,

And find myself one with the night.

Come,

Breathe with me

Breathe through the daze,

Our collective breaths

Breathe through the sorrows,

Breathe through it all

Come, breathe with me;

And breathe it in all, we shall.