Next Step, Next Beat
Someone once said, “The hardest part of any journey is taking that first step” now I have come to realize that I have never really taken it. I can’t help but wonder where I would be, where would we be if I had; also makes me wonder are you still out there looking for me, maybe you’re as scared as I, and hell you could be waiting.
Sure there was that time in fourth grade when I had a girl for maybe a day, how about sixth grade when I wrote all those letters in a day and… (Was I really that much of an idiot) senior year when I thought I was a “Smooth Operator”; what Danielle, Susan, *sigh* Chrissy. I’ve never been one to have a “Susan Glenn” because I was always moving I thought, maybe even in the wrong direction… yes I’ve called escorts, been to a massage parlor but I didn’t go in and yes I’m still planning a trip to the “Moonlite Bunny Ranch” or even the “Love Ranch” though “Melanie Iglesias” thinks it’s the most pathetic thing a man can do (paying for sex). If you asked me truth be told I figured it’s even fear “Again” or I feel like I’m already here and I’m just waiting for you like “I’ll Be Waiting”.
So what I’m offering today is I suppose to get back out there but that’s just it, I’ve never been out there, I mean we’re talking school, Backpage, massage parlors, but with “Just Another Girl” I’ve just always been a sucker for true love. Maybe I should say “Sometimes the hardest part of the journey is believing you're worthy of the trip” wow that was Glenn Beck but I want to believe I am. Maybe I’m not giving up on me, you, or even us as I am sure so many lovelorn “Prophets” have continued in their madness and trust me love is quite maddening.
Yet I feel I am so near, though I have yet to begin this journey, our journey because I see it everyday and so I ask you to “Close Your Eyes and Wander” I know it sounds strange but as I am in the dark searching to find such a light as you with the Next Step, Next Beat.
Closer… than genius and insanity
Than God and his humanity
My logic and reason… caught
Trap of Love but a thought
That you draw ever nearer
How you become ever dearer
As you take my breath away
So I will breathe someday
For we are so much closer
And the waiting will be over
When I can breathe again
Be more than a friend
Call it courage or stupidity
Could love have such lucidity?
Would I be so brave?
Or shall I look away
This love it could be anything
Yet you are my everything
Holding hands across the street
Imagine, real, or just a dream
Close your eyes and wander
If this time wasn’t squandered
Should we be so close?
In old age, to toast
Both the knowledge and sorrow
So much later… for tomorrow
Just another day I might
Finally get to hold you tight
They sing… young hearts, run free
But in that next step… we will see
You and me… this love
I wonder is it enough
The two of us close in
A boy and a girl begin
Still could it be so
Someday I hope to know
Copyright © 2012, Will A. Bradford Jr. All rights reserved.
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