10 days with hundreds of stories to tell, the face, the smell, the person, the company that will never grow old.
Talking to this space in the back of the car where you sat just less than an hour,
Ago is where our adventures stay,
Up here is where those memories will never fade.
To challenege, to love, to meet at half way,
Yes, this journey is the most rewarding place.
To free thyself of what seldom clings on,
It is in this nest the branches become so strong.
Or under the rock, beside the sea,
We talk of Liberace and how beautiful it is to be free.
That smile you do, no you don't have a clue,
How much is said through those sweet eyes of blue.
No matter the time nor the place,
You can say it all through that beautiful face.
As you rough out your ringlets.
They'll only come back,
How they curl round your ears and down the neck to your back.
Time is never enough when you must say see you later.
Just in a while