A knowing smile and too bright eyes that look at me with such demise
On this spring tale that begins to close.
For you accompanied me with bloodshot eyes
For the sky was still ablaze with simple prose
Walls full of writing greeted me, unsure of their meaning
I simply continued my journey across the land of Death
Suddenly you spoke, releasing me from this beating
Drums clashed and sirens wailed as you drew your last breath
Oh, how the memories flow from this inky pen
Calligraphy strokes hit the paper, words forming from my thoughts
You are somewhere in California, waiting for an elusive ‘then’
But when did your quest decided to become a knot?
A never ending journey to the unknown
Oh please, for me, why don’t you just come home?
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