seeing in the dark

The lights are so bright on stage. I can't see anything. I just look inside myself and see the music. But that night was different. I saw you. I could see you through the light. I could see the music in you. For the first time in my life, without hesitation, I went to you. Opened myself up. In that foggy city of chimney sweeps soot where life is divided between the visible and the invisible, in that sweaty basement club, I felt your heart. Felt like I knew you, had known you forever, looked in your eyes and wanted to tell you everything. Recognized you from my dreams. The girl I've been dreaming about. 

And with you I could see in the dark. See through the darkness. Our time together was a whirlwind. Our paths have diverged and  the memories of the feelings are the only thing that keeps me moving. Moving to you. Somehow. Somewhere. I know. I believe. It must be so. 

Wish List of Desire

I put things on on my wish list to save money. Only one thing is on my wish list. Love. But that one thing is so many things. I want to touch someone with my music. Feel their soul shake when I sing the colour of my soul. Tormented by questions, I do everything I can. I want to touch someone with this guitar. Feel their heart skip a beat when I play them my dreams. I want to be touched by their eyes when I look up from my strings. I want to be touched. I'v slept alone all my life, even when she, was with me I was alone. Come into my dreams with me. Be with me while I'm awake and while I'm sleeping. When I'm eating and shitting and thinking I want you.. I only want one thing. But it is everything. It is so many things. I just want a cigarette.