smith tower

skies shaking and falling
stills on the table next to my bed.
my mistaken calling
pulls our lives together, apart again.
i keep wondering,
mind keeps wondering.
don't go walking out;
you have my dreaming now.

i'll meet you on smith tower
and we'll shake free of our sadness.
i'll kiss you every winter
each day until it passes.
i still waited??, dark and __??
don't go walking out;
you have my dreaming now.

i'm sorry that your day's
been backwards in the way they feel.
and the age in my face
has started to show through, i fear.