Tuesday, April 1, 2008

fade.

Step outside into the sun, my love
Let it fall upon your shoulders,
Warm you through your clothes
See, these new shoots of grass are breaking through
In fact, it must be summer somewhere just south of here.

You won't; you won't ever leave my side.
'Cause I won't; I won't ever let your hands slip through my fingers

This is the way we die - just slowly fade
Behind a wrinkled face; from the dust I came
This is the way we walk into the twilights gleam
The shadows grow long, and you're holding me.

Evening comes so quietly, and soon
Wraps all in sunlight fading; inescapable
Sit beside me in the porch light's glow.
My love, we'll fade together; embrace the cool unknown.

6 comments:

steve said...

your poetry inspires me not to listen to alanis anymore...

i dig.

i'm excited for the weeks to come.

get caught up on lost, i'm going to be around for the season finale. it happens around the time of my birthday. we should crowd my house out and watch it. yay high-def. =)

anywho. 2 minutes to woot.

Jeff and Lisa Olson said...

Bannon...

Your averaging a post like every 7 weeks...

I expect more from you man

Jeff and Lisa Olson said...

ok.
now it's like quarterly... unreal.

Unknown said...

These thoughts are like a fine wine, Olson... they take time, and are not suitable for children.

steve said...

hey, fine wine... how about posting some more. :)

Anonymous said...

man... totally missing Freeman Smith and the Jersey Train Wreck right about now.