Thanks for the Love

There's a whole wide world out there of songs and dances, and pretty little paper things...and absolutely none of it compares to watching someone - two people - finding, falling, finessing in front of your eyes.


The touched foreheads look in two lover's eyes when they, they dance engulfed in each other - and suddenly, the woman throws back her head and laughs - and the man he grins to one-side, (the side reserved only for her)...and they seem frozen in that silenced motion of mystery - and then they sigh and pull back together. And on they dance,,,,and on life goes around, in circles abounding outward... from the origin of just a laugh, just a kiss...just another beginning. 
It's just one moment; in a night in a bar somewhere.


Today, I found myself sipping hot tea across from a face so familiar, so sweet and so evermore regal - and I could see the look in her eyes when she spoke his name. It started, it changed- in just one night in one bar, and one moment.
And I could see the way she was happy, and the way she'd done it right after catastrophe, and the way she was walking down that road that I - I only every once in awhile remember....
And it was all I could ever hope to have of love. 
All I'll ever ask of love - is for my friends to have it, 
for my loved ones to feel it, for all the exhibitionist days long gone to still be baked in it. 


Cause all the world does quake,
and everything,
everything sometimes does wake hurting....and I'm just making a career out of memorializing it; bleeding out the gory parts in ink, and letters, and paper things...to never completely compare to what it's like when everyone around you is smiling for a moment.
Raise up those hands, jump-jump, and on the night does go... as we're all dressed up, drinking champagne and laughing, and something is ticking in the distance...


Here it is now, dear nation-wide family of mine - that stretches on in starless skies and amazing ways - the times when we're making it. 
I promised long ago that'd be just enough. 
It's just enough for me. 

So it doesn't matter where we go. It doesn't matter what we call it, what they call of us, what's calling to us on the drive home.  It's just one night in one bar, and one moment.
Great nights do end (and then we wake up), great loves do live, great friends do move.
But today is just enough.
It's just enough for me to know all of that is out there in the airplane miles of my heart, my mind, my city.


So allow for a sigh, - and clutch the ones you love -when the cold wind blows, and the candles burn over the bountiful table, and the seasons change. That's family.





Happy Thanksgiving! 
Daily headphones: Bruno Mars' "Just the Way Your Are"