Archaeoastronomy

I wrote a song for you
It lit up the room
Everyone was embarrassed
For me because
My voice cracked when
I sang your name
I was singing it for you
Something like tears
In your throat or maybe
Tears on the backside
Of my hand just
Thinking about
You listening to what
I’ve been thinking about
You listening to what
I’ve been writing about
You listening to what
My antenna has been
Picking up about you
My heart has been
Wanting to admit it
When I looked over the moon
And saw the last line
I’d been trying to find
Somehow hiding from view
It was written in the stars
A dream you made come true
The homespun tune
A harpsichord
A noted song for you
A few chords pulling
At a heartstrings pace
A compass made of light
Archaeoastronomy chased
A casual drumming of
Directions to your place
It’s carved into the rocks
It’s older than the wind
A calypso and a dance
Just waiting to begin

© GÄ

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Geino Äotsch

Just a regular person.