Woodsmoke Dream

I'm stuck in the comfort zone
want to sing a new tune
gotta pickup the pace
extraneous excavations
trace the sensations
revealing memories 
never halting at the stop signs
following all the road lines
heart pricked by too many tines
obfuscation and doubt
so many times
I let it all out
relax to the sound
baby I won't ever let you down
I'm the crown above
the sad face of a clown
ill stop by today
we can coast down
to the town
looking for a few little 
bitter pills
commiserate on the ill
for everyone who feels self willed
surfing on the surges
complicated by the urges
you're a dark queen
pledged my fealty 
to the one who stands above the lands
put you on a pedestal stand
kicked out the stool
and you floated away pristine
high above the gloom
shining through the haze
find our way out the maze
your shining eyes consume 
convey ease 
let me swoon
past tense tune
so now I'm on my knees
if you want to take me
it's common sense
I'm the track your the
freight train 
navigate to the space lane
laying it down
like the insane
shelter your wagon
during a harsh rain
you're a climbing thundercloud
astounding 
like a stroke of lightning
bounding
when you're in my arms
it's calm 
like a room full of alarms
we dance in a jeweled twilight
wearing robes of colored light
shuffling our feet
in the summer heat
ushering the sensation
lilting to the sound
of the oak leaves 
on a breeze
set the flame
layout the weave
sweep you off your feet
freed from the pain 
now we're on the same team
we're this summer woodsmoke dream