Meaning from TEMPUS by Laura Perrudin

Time
Charged
With
Meaning
And
Filled
With
Sparks

Waltzes me to the most
Embraceable close
Sails me to the most
Danceable ending

Towards
The
Wavy line
That
I
Can see


Gently unfolding
In the soft evening breeze
Like a cloud of bright moths
And glittering dust

I am neither naive nor cynical
Neither contemptuous nor reverential
Both ironic and respectful
Both figurative and literal


I
Dance
With
My Death
All
Along the way

We sing a good song
Among old friends
We whisper sweet things
To each other

like

I am neither naive nor cynical
Neither contemptuous nor reverential
Both ironic and respectful
Both figurative and literal


And that is why it takes so long
And that is why it feels so short
And that is why she nods when I say:
I am
Everything
Everywhere
All the
Time
Charged
With
Meaning
And
Filled
With
Sparks

Waltzes me to the most
Embraceable close
Sails me to the most
Danceable ending

• Alternative
• Neo-Soul
• abstract
• electronica
• jazz
• singer-songwriter
• France