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Adam Mott Apr 2014
Through the empty streets of my home town
Streetlights and deer surround
All the daylights love grown cold
I run to you

To the same old familiar song
She runs too
Solid shadows following me and you
I too run to you

Like a tale once told
We find a warm place to lay and hold
Whisper the secrets of right now
Forever will run to you
Adam Mott Apr 2014
Brief moments upon which I ponder the future, they all include you
In my fancied heart, I lie with passion in the dark

These moonlight promises remind me,
Somewhere near, somewhere far,
You are under the same light

I'm sending myself down corridors of memory
To hold and love thee
Under a different moon
Not so far after all

These memories daunt me,
Hardening me for the long journey
Back around to thee
I can do this summer, so can you.
Adam Mott Apr 2014
I wear my heart on my sleeve all night
Watch as I converse with myself all night
She loves carefully, telling me to keep an open heart

I walk every corridor in this valley tonight
Thinking of better places to be, stewing in memory all night
She bought possession of my every feeling

I can't believe I'm not afraid any more
Won't scare because of Loves before

My intentions carry throughout the night
Adam Mott Apr 2014
Colours that are breaking out of what I said
Bright and loud, overwhelming my head

How very novel
How very trite

I'm shipped to and fro
Sent like a package to places unheard

I'm the featured set
I'm overworked

Summer and Fall are both new beginings to better endings
Things I have yet to want

Walk away and say;
"Hold on, hold on"
Adam Mott Mar 2014
When the rain was too cold to grant presence
While the ground ran hot and dry
I knew there was a picture out beyond somewhere
A party of divine beauty with whom my time I wished to share

Knowing the drifting of time does sway
Though they were standup acts, no longer does it concern
To be such a woman, to even be a party to you
Would allow many a day in the rain
And all pain, I would do over again

Oh, with October long past
Summer drawing near
I cannot help but look at her, pulchritudinous and whole
Look and say;
For it was you that I always prayed
Adam Mott Mar 2014
A Ringing, a hopeful setting of the sun
Still locked in sameness, ragged and mad
Merely missing bias now
The ring so beautiful at twilight

Sterling promises made before the royalty of night
Whispers in the dark
Short leads
Whitest lies

The bells do ring at midnight, just as desire burns
Hunger lit by day
Fueled by night
Around these tracks I have traversed many a time
Coming back now, unsure of what I shall find
Adam Mott Mar 2014
We all love at one time
Free and blind
All the lost souls
Diving headlong into open air

Colour and fire
Wanting through desire
All the lost souls that ever cared
Beating rhythmically through your hair

Haunted thoughts
Abandoned pools behind your houses
This is where they wait for you
All the lost souls

Freshly built highways
Decayed moral canopies
Pulchritudinous moonlit lakes
We are the lost souls
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