For you

This love song’s for no reason, or maybe for all, For broken hearts that stumble and fall. For the half-truths that aren’t really lies, For the handkerchief soaked in attic skies. For the raindrop that dries too soon, For the lonely spider’s abandoned room. For the freckles that show on the skin, For Alexa who knows all my sins. I give these moments to the frozen cold, To the black that mourns, to the white that’s bold. To the air trapped in a glowing light, To the buttonhole that won’t stay tight. For the secrets that the gossip hides, For the little things that never collide. To the heart inside the city’s edge, To the outside of the windowless ledge. To the rider who brings the full moon near, To the smell of coffee that greets each year. To the backseat of infinity’s drive, To the way lovers stay alive. I dedicate this to fleeting dreams, To mirages stealing our little schemes. To the moments alone, when joy is yours, To the flame that burns behind closed doors. To the goodbye that whispers “see you soon,” To the woman who conquers the darkened room. To those who weep for us from above, And to all the lost souls we quietly love.