If...

I ever wrote a love song I'd want it to be this good.

I think this may be my all time favorite love song.

Getting Home

How do you get home when you've never had one?
You take classes to get there,
but they lead to mere missed opportunities.
Those crappy codes were meant to
crack a safe that can only be opened by a specific key.
Cocktails, bikes, chat rooms, etc...
they've all worked as road maps
for many weary travelers, but not for all.
Perhaps the answer lie not in the sprawl,
but deep in a meadow where music is infinite
and mixed company conjugate.

The map is mysteriously missing.
Creativity seems to be the clue.