Lilac Wine (an ode to Jeff Buckley)

Lilac wine (an ode to Jeff Buckley)

Sometimes I wish Jeff Buckley would sing me to sleep

But this will never happen

Buckley drowned accidentally in 1997

I wanted you to be the one to find

My little suicide notes

I’m no Romantic

I can’t become the wind in the trees

The flowers that bend over backwards just to glimpse the sun

Or the moon that swallows itself whole every 2,953,059 days

All I can hope to do

Is describe quite plainly

The dripping sounds inside my head

And drag my heavy feet across the floor

To crawl into bed

And dream sweet dreams of you again