Plane Probability

As I wait I wonder

Withering hope does extend with time

Parallel to my mind
You, my eye,

Your heart
Parallel to mine

I sense the beat
I feel the street

Drive on toward this spirit
Drive on to my infinite space

Park your soul across my parallel world.

In one instant this heart does stop
In a moment time does stop.

Waiting for our intersection
Wanting another ride to this place.

Can you hear my mind speaking softly
Silently calling to all wonders

As one dream in falling rain
Falling choices to blame.

Call it my heaven
Call it my fault
Call it my hope
My star
My pleasure to serve in your universal space.

Standing alone on the corner of my dream.

Waiting for you.