Illusion

I've been searching all the corners of my room Sweeping dust and memories beneath the carpet that we purchased Somewhere on some cool retreat Somewhere in Africa somewhere I've been trying to catch my breath From the illusion that I lost it When you left me I've been checking for the weather and the time I'm like a bag that's dropped And drifting in the wind that blows from hurricanes That comes just after grey clouds fill my eyes I've been trying to find my footing On the slopes of the illusion that I lost it When you left me Like bare feet on hot concrete, we have come to some division Based on pain from bad decisions Just like clothespins snapped by wild winds Sometimes you can't hold on to love that never dies I've been planting all the flowers that you like With the hope that will take root and smell the blossoms When the wind blows as we sit deep in the garden sipping tea As I watch you looking at me I've been trying to find reality A grip on the illusion that I lost you When you left me --- Illusion - Gregory Porter