Brian's Curse Cloud Nine
-B.Chrupalyk
It was a chilly Friday night
the forecast called for snow
I pulled up, my heart was pounding
we always fear what we don't know
and I have loved for such a long time
even though I didn't ever say
I always hoped we'd find our place
on cloud nine someday
it just seemed so simple
that we'd always be
passing in and out of lanes
heading towards destiny
And it finally came together
on that night that comes every few years
the ghosts of the past and present
were finished playing on our fears
and the future looked so damned sweet
as you lay your head on me
Your fingers became locked with mine
I was on cloud nine suddenly
it was so perfect
the way we softly kissed
your hypnotic eyes
showed the road to happiness
