A Drifter's Love

Give to me, this bottle in a brown crumbled bag, found upon the harmless ground

Let me dip, this slice of bread I found, in the dumpster of life itself, the river be my milk

For I am drifting near and far, but only have a nickel to my name, holes in my socks

And no where to go today, I may hitch a ride on a freight car, pass by my old pals, warming up, by a trash can fire

Later, my bed in the brush, I will count the stars in the sky, and dream a drifter's love, a lonely desire

In spite of it all, I still have feelings of lust, once I was a working soul, a blue collar at that

Now, I fall to sleep, I see the most beautiful figure, suddenly, my clothes undraped, a dove

Drops a note, I read the lines, they say, I do not want you for wealth, just to cuddle, as I sat

Reading more, the world around you, loves you, no matter you climb, or fail, believe

In the heaven's above, and my hand that touches your heart, may you be safe in your ventures

Though you may be weary, dirty, not clean, find shelter in your next stop, and find the sky and the trees, life that lives

Be free, but don't drift away, stay near, as the song in my heart, keeps calling your name, through the leaves

Harbor not, your silence of love, faith, and hope, let go, and dream your dream

A drifter's love, I will find you one autumn eve

As I believe, in you, your guardian angel awaits, as the leaves

Fall, so do you, and I will catch you, if only you believe