Dear friend a sigh is leaving me I can concentrate now, finally a statue, standing on the jetty the lake’s slow wash below the boards hypnotising me
I feel freer now than ever more than I did back there I don’t know how you toil on those boiling days below the city tinned-life crammed in and searching for air
You wrote me of the love you found that you always dreamed was waiting head cocked to one side a wry smile you’re both sharing suddenly but so completely a focus for all that untamed love in you
Here, life moves slow but never stops completely there is a girl down in the town who looks at me so coyly and some rough lad up at the farmhouse who would gladly make me his
Between the wind-battered fields and evenings pickling in the only pub I keep an eye out for that inner peace one night I might let him take me or another, dance her into a barn
I’ve been finding something here but, speaking plainly, it’s not you I’m still swimming out each morning with that pale look upon my face I swim six laps before breakfast the palest hope painting my face
I wish you well and happy with whoever come and see me one year soon come up to the water and stay until then, my friend take care…
Did you heal that humbling heartbreak ringing as a bell through you? Did you conquer the stifling loss bitterly coating all your notebooks?
Did you find a stranger at your door clutching wine and headphones? Did they listen with hungry ears to all the truths you had to share?
Did they grab your wrists with passion dance you into the endless night? Did they calm your fears with a simple gesture hold you the way you always wanted?
Did they lead you astray, in that inspiring way? did you laugh together in the face of darkness? Did they mute the chill of rain upon your senses? push the mundanities of living back into their places?
O, how I wanted to be that person how I wanted to be the one standing there on some unexpected evening with that bottle and those tunes
I hope someone answered all your longing which came pouring from your pen and I pray that you’re still writing but now the song is sweeter
I hope someone answered you the way I always wished to…