Big Sur

I don't want to see you
Walking up the hillside
Pushing through the ivy
Down there by the stream
Or kicking sand at low tide

I can feel your shadow
It's blocking out the moonlight
And when the morning dew starts
Dripping down the nylon
I'm briefly feeling alright

Throwing dirt into the campfire
Catch your denim on the barbed wire
No matter where you stand
Smoke still blows into you face
It's the universe's satire

You're breaking down the hammock
You've left out the ceramic
But when I catch the sunrise
Reflecting off of your eyes
A scene so panoramic

Heavy breathing on the incline
Pass his hand along your hairline
Heart is racing at his touch
Never thought about it much
'Till you had to leave it behind



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Writer(s): Jamie Langlinais
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