07 April 2012

Rooftops and Miracles

No alarm, just the subconscious knowledge that my son had come HOME!  Not ordinarily big news, but since he hasn't been home since around Christmas, is IS big news to me. Haven't written much lately, just because we've been living life and nothing really konked me upside the head, Universally speaking. Been listening to random CDs, such as Korn (with that Backwards "K" thing).....and, of course, The Black Crowes...so this song has been stuck on loop for the past few days...

So come on off of your rooftop
Come on down to the street
I've got something to tell you
You're secret I will keep
Tell me why have you been crying
Why won't you look me in the eye
I'm just trying to help you
I just need to know why
Please won't you let me try

Be my secret, be my joy
Be a miracle to me
Be my lover, be my friend
Be a miracle to me

I want to sleep in your moonglow
In my mind you're smile I keep
Head over heels I go
Like a dream from a peaceful sleep
This time I know I'm in deep

Nothing short of miraculous, this life I have with my beloved. Miraculous should not be mistaken for easy. It's never been EASY, but it's been worth it. I spend a lot of time up on my rooftop, hiding from the world. He is the only one who knows how to get me to come down. The only thing easy about this life is loving him. Sometimes, you have to part through all the bullshit to see what you really have. I see him. I keep his secrets. He is my friend, my lover and my miracle. What more could a girl ask for?

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