Start over on Monday

Stars are making a comeback tonight.
Peeking out of the dark, hiding from the sun.
I think I've had the time to wish on every one.
Clouds moving slowly like my hand.
Inching towards yours until my sense comes back.
Clean up your act.
I'll clean off my ax.
Listening to the silent stoplights change.
Warm summer nights make you feel your age.
We're drinking down stars like wine.
Let's get drunk off this sky.
Is summer over?
Some are over you.
Skyscrapers climb high from empty roads.
Making me wonder about the ones we chose.
Call me a thief, but it's glances I steal.
Walking through fiction, but it seems too real.
Your hands on your hips.
My mind on your lips.
Holding a thought for another day.
Goodnights and let the music fade.

*dm