A perfect ride
Is equal to music
Each turn is a sound
That adds to the song
A green a blue a black
Slow
Medium
Fast
Dainty little notes
And then a crescendo
My board is the conductor
Controlling the snow
That makes the noise
Making my song
Every hill
Adds another line
Of notes
I know the snow
Like I know my own skin
Every turn
Sharp and fast
Wide and slow
Creating the perfect ride
The perfect sound
Me
My snowboard
The snow
Together we make
My song
Sometimes I imagine
That my life is a movie
Each scene belongs to a song
Each song to a scene
Sometimes I let myself
Just float in the music
Red
White
And Blue
The colors of America
We parade down the streets
Covered in these colors
I wonder what our parade will look like
This year
Will we parade with joy
Celebrate tragedies
Love is an open door?
All you need is love?
Love story?
I know that feeling
A bit differently
Not quite what the song was intended for
But I know of love
That opens doors
The love that is
Comments
I never would have thought of snowboarding in this way, but I can see it now (or hear it in my head, rather)! "My board is the conductor" and "Together we make // My song" are both great lines!
Thank you!
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