Ripples

Ripples in the fabric that roll out from you
Ripples in the thought of what I want to do
Ripples like a wind blown down the supple wire
T T T Telegraph the shadow, clandestine desire

When Edison made light
And Morse, code
The ripples in the thin air
Somehow found a boat
But even the brightest lumens
Or simple code
Give nothing next to the vibes
That my eyes expose

Ripples
Like a fast horse
Got away
Ripples
What my cloaked words
Wouldn't say

That first impression
Horse called "Confession"
Ripples will lap
On your distant shore
An act of nature
Brought us together
An act of nature
Leaves me wanting more

You wouldn't know 'bout anything I did today
I could live in Budapest or Santa Fe
Telepathy might not need to be so specific
But feels a bit as grand as the vast Pacific

Seems like we're brought here
Spared from some danger
Both flights were cancelled due to
Some acts of nature
Perhaps they're ripples, flames
From our quiet fire

Ripples
Like a fast horse
Got away
Ripples
What my cloaked words
Wouldn't say

That first impression
Horse called "Confession"
Ripples will lap
On your distant shore
An act of nature
Brought this together
An act of nature
Leaves me wanting more

You might head a company in Paris, France
Or maybe a barista another circumstance
But telegraphing signals they they work both ways
And your horse got out of the gate as well
And is in the race

Ripples in dark
Beneath sheets
Ripples in the breathing
Like highway heat
But a Mirage is only something
That is never real
It's only an oasis
If the water spills

Ripples
Like a fast horse
Got away
Ripples
What my cloaked words
Wouldn't say

That first impression
Horse called "Confession"
Ripples will lap
On your distant shore
An act of nature
Brought this together
An act of nature
Leaves me wanting more