To dream some new unbroken dream
A plucking of the human chord
is tinted by one hundred tones,
each rung out by another strummer’s
picking on the playful bones.
Winter winks at night, it follows
drums well beaten into pathway,
grabs the chance to lead one wayward.
Tempting taunts, can’t turn away.
Skins get rhythm from the down beat,
beat the syncopating dance beat,
beat the world between each footstep fall
and every coming heart break.
Smile condenses on cold lenses,
wipes the window free from frosted
glance that taints this evening’s glasses.
Honeyed hints hurry, heeded.
See the season’s city shining.
Stretch yourself out from today.
A light alight will slowly smolder.
Let some lyric line the way.
