Of kindred spirit
you can almost hear it
whispering on telegraph lines
walking through tall and
distant forests of
lodge pole pines

Wanting to take
a second look
flashing that kind of smile
hoping that it gets me off the hook

Do you think that we could
have dinner sometime
and we'll preface it with
some shots of Mexican
tequila and wedges of lime

I’ll tell you my secrets
with my eyes
but I don't know why
I trust you but I do
and I don't want to waste
this moment of heavenly time

Maybe it's your honest face
that I first saw after
swimming in the crystal lake
you were down by
the shore like a John Bauer
princess kneeling
while the Sun dried your hair
you looked so appealing

I gazed hard and long
and was scared that I had
begun to stare too much
But you smiled at me and
dissolved the steel curtain
that I imagined stood between us
and that's when I knew I was certain

Of your charms they were like an
instant addiction and I couldn't
believe that this wasn't an
enchanted fairy tale
or a Stieg Larsson fiction

I felt my face turn quite pale
then you smiled at me again
and beckoned me over
to your blanket, a patchwork quilt
of satin boats and sails
I saw the cover of the paperback book
you were reading and wished
that I was a page that you
marked for completing

Of kindred spirit
you can almost hear it
whispering on telephone lines
walking through tall and
distant forests of
lodge pole pines

Wanting to take
a second look
flashing that kind of smile
hoping
that it gets me off the hook..
again

the apache kid