The Road Before You

When you venture out on your own, you’ll pass graveyards where stray dogs chew lost years like old bones and swear no road is home.

When you venture out on your own, lady moon will dance for you if you know the password to the secret room behind her shine.

Gardens long to bear the flowers of you.

Roses bloom backward to reveal to you the secrets of the underground.

When you venture out on your own, certain memories will be pregnant with broken mirrors.

Days may sound strange because their lips are parched from kisslessness.

As you approach the crossroads, listen to the blindfolded sweethearts feeling their way back to love’s source.

They say there’s a music box that waits for you to fill with all the melodies that melt you to a delicious hum.

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