Stars and mountain tops
Show me your pictures
Those deep inside your mind
The ones you keep a hold of
Those ones of stars and cities and mountain tops
Where rivers run and rush to find
Their short long ways out to a sea
Give a hint, a chance to guess
All the names to people’s faces
The ones that hold your heart
Each the ones that pass you by
Too, those ones which write upon your soul
Their indelible ink, their weather beaten tattoos
Oh, do share the longest of tales
Those ones you haven’t written yet
The ones that light up your face as you remember them
In every way, how it all went down
To then rise and fall, and rise again
It’s that sense, feeling, that touch
When your soul deep inside, becomes tactile
As it broadcasts about every crevasse
Those ones, those open minds all around the world
Like they say, some Sunsets, they never fade.
Sean B 