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[Moontanman]

Pine trees

If time were a direction, down the street,
around the bend, and the further I walked the younger I would be

And I could spend an afternoon visiting the past as easy as walking to the lake

I would take the direction that leads to a long winding road at the top of a hill

Where tall pine trees sway in the breeze, where a young girl with flaming hair waits for me

Her blue eyes shine with joy, with lips as sweet as rose petals covered in honeydew

If I could again drink deeply of the innocent love that was given to me

No distance would be to far to walk; nothing could stop my feet as I walked along that time twisted street

To kiss your neck, smell your hair, feel your young heart beating next to mine, look into your eyes so blue

How many times would I make that trip to a rendezvous addictive as any drug and just as sure not to last?

How did those moments feel to you? Did your heart beat with fear or was it desire?

How often would you make the trip along that time twisted path to relive those moments of romance?

What would be the cost of each of those trips? Would you trade one day of your future for a day of the past

To kiss your sweet young lips, to see the blush between the freckles on your face would be worth any price

I am afraid I would walk that past until my future was gone, until only a ghost would walk the street

Or maybe I would only walk the twisted street once, pull you up on my motorbike and take you away

But would you give up all that has passed into this future for another unsure future roll of life’s dice

The past is gone, the future is fixed, but we still have the memories of those days under the tall pines

Michael Hissom