I’M OLD FASHION

Within the mist of time
within the wish of hearts
within the mesh of minds
i’ve tried to show you
love and soul
Far below, a warble sings
the singing feathered heart
of distinct ecstasy
and when we dance.
nature is high up where
faith as fashion climbs
and earth upon a point
warbles within your hand
like a bird that sings.
(i use to say my soul
was salvation i saw
the angels of this dance
and i’m old fashion…)
if i say i love you and
love buys your soul
will you dance as angels
fall from heaven into
our hearts? I see moving
life wheel fashion and
i say i love you
dear, i’m still in
love with you!

:: 10042015 ::