SO THEY DON'T GO TO CONEY ISLAND ANYMORE

the upward mind chimes nine times
reminds me of old times
rewinds the clock a little
still a part of me
I'm still mental
retarded
rewarded for nothing
grasping at air

her hair was short
his smile was warm
I never censored my verse
And they never minded
they too said what they thought
her welcoming smirk
lovely laughter
Kindly we spoke
something saying your honesty is accepted here
My theories reaching ears grounded in accuracy and common sense
Discussion that followed
Like being part of a book
An adventure yet to be undertook

Jankity old souls in young reaching bodies
We Hollowed out each others Halos
supported the others weakness
climbed inside each others mind so freely

So it went
and so it provoked
and hoped against a tired Luke-warm reality
for a while we defied gravity

'till the circumstances circumvented all that try try trying
into mistrust and maturity
mind games and stupidity
'till No longer talking
no longer wanted or needed
this friendship that glowed heavenly at the beginning