James Vincent McMorrow Follow

Floating downstream like swans in the sun,
Surrounded by friends and lovers,
We looked on smiling,
At the evening so bright,
River behind and the fading delight,

I knew her back from when she was young,
Days blow in faster than rounds from a gun,
Scattered like shells and lost to the sea,
Like the river, the days flow
Rapidly

I have all these memories,
I don’t know what they are for,
I have them and I cannot help it,
Some overflow and spill out like waves,
And some I will harbour for all of my days.

I like burn like oil,
You grew like a flower,
Rising towards your magical hour,
For I was not yours and you were not mine,
But true love it finds us when it is time.

You drove back down town,
?
To highways that I remember,
Happy for you and happy for me,
The old times and the new,
I lay down in,
In love with the night,
My new love beside me,
A radiant light,
Fading away along with my thoughts,
And like a train, I trail on
Mystically