Beneath The Surface

The sun comes up, it starts the day
Snowflakes fall so leaves can stay
Distance blows a thought away
Buried beneath the surface

While colors sink, a lapse in time
leaks ancient words lacking rhyme
Bubbling in the yellow slime
Buried beneath the surface

Swirling on a spoke
Twirling long brown hair
Girls sing nonsense clues
Looking out for you

Snap, snap. Blowing saxes dream of distance
Clap, clap. Throwing axes and ballistics
Twirling long brown hair, looking out for you

The moon looks down, kicks off the night
Raindrops soak into the blight
Spoiling winter’s last delight
Buried beneath the surface

The dripping drops into the black
It slowly fills in all the cracks
Memories that start to stack
Buried beneath the surface