Boulevard

i’ve missed you from here

for so many years

with a love that won’t fall silent.

it keeps moving around

behind my eyes

like masked faces

obedient to midnight curfew;

she shakes me to the bone.

i turn to the cool side of the pillow

bury deep my reeling head

fight back the memories

as the bottom drops

certainly far from lonely

but nothing ever stops.

under the influence out of my mind

spinning

and grinning

through the madness this time.

i thought i’d be satisfied

writing from your white fences

but then in one word

you can dissolve my defenses;

love falls down where ever it wants

as i go crawling down

the boulevard.

“and these things i just want to tell you still” -C. Pureka