leopold

If they knew how much I needed to be near you they wouldnt make me wait.They wouldnt hesitate. I want so much to feel you in my arms and taste your smell. Nothing can console me. Just get me there to her.Faster...dont stop. I hate everyone that gets on the train. Nothing but contempt for they make me wait. Stars to tunnel,blue bricks to red bricks scorching past. Out from the tunnel I see the reflection of the city lights in the water I want to be there. Dive Dive under the water in the reflection. Holding breathe for too long,turning as blue as the stained carpet. Ears popping jaw cracking,swallowing hard. Under the city getting closer to the land of pinatas ,burritoes....tattooed hipsters and aging shits, my home mi casa....only because she is there...my home could be anywhere,its only where I can lay next to her. At the stop that is a city in the state that is the name of my street. "I have a Dream"...my promised land lies not to far ahead...Keep your trumpets,your streets of gold, the angels that sing I have an angel of my own that lies in my bed, waiting to take me under her wing. I close my eye until 16. The miracle mile to 24, run up the stairs to my door to my love ,my life , my everlasting .