Friday, September 23, 2011

Cream and Cake

   Some people love cakes with frosting and some don't. I personally think frosting makes cakes pretty. When you can have icing then why do without? How lovely it is to smooth snow white cream over dark moist chocolate. The contrast is startlingly delicious. How I love thick decadent chocolate ribbons scattered over the top of a cake. For all those things pretty and delicious. For those who love frosting. 
   I was really stressed out and tired today. But then again there are prettier things to focus on. Life is gorgeous and I am happy.
    I was missing my niece, my mother, my brother and my sister a lot today. I remembered the day my family and I drove around with our little angel fast asleep in her mother's arms. As my brother drove, the song "While you were sleeping," by Elvis Perkins played in the background. We all knew the song was meant for Nonu. We all were happy. Life could not get any better.

While you were sleeping
the babies grew
the stars shined and the shadows moved
time flew, the phone rang
there was a silence when the kitchen sang
its songs competed like kids for space
we stared for hours in our maker's face
they gave us picks
said go mine the sun
and gold and come back when you're done
while you were sleeping
you tossed, you turned
you rolled your eyes as the world burned
the heavens fell, the earth quaked
i thought you must be, but you weren't awake
no, you were sleeping
you ignored the sun
you grew your power garden
for your little ones
and you found brides for them on christmas eve
they hung young cain from the adam trees
and danced
while you were sleeping
I tossed and I turned
till I closed my eyes
but the future burned
through the planet turned a hair gray
as i relived the day
while you were sleeping
the money died
machines were harmless and the earth sighed
through the wind you slept sound
and gravity caught my love around
the ocean rose, sang about decay
while witches flew
and the mermaids stayed
full of dreams, you overslept
and keeping with quiet, through the walls i crept
i walked on tiptoe, sent darkness swirling over all the kitchen in the early morning
i'll never catch up to you
who sleeps so sound
my arms are useless
my heart beats too loud to go to sleep
my mind's too crowded
while you were sleeping
the time changed
all your things were rearranged
your vampire mirrors face to face
they saw forever out into space
and found you dreaming in black and white
while it rained in all the colors of the night
I watched the tv
vanished to sea
could it be, my honey between you and me
so I waited for the riddled sky
to dissolve again by sunrise
and i've made a death suit for life
for my father's ill widowed wife
did you have that strangest dream before you woke
cos in your gown you had the butterfly stroke
did it escape you like some half told joke?
when you reached for your plume of smoke

1 comment:

  1. I love your blog so much! This post is so dreamy and sweet! xoxo