The Frosted Glades of Everlong (Gonna Be Alright Suite)

The Frosted Glades of Everlong has been published in All of Me Vol. V, courtesy of Shadow Spark Publishing. Featured art is by Pedro Díaz Molins.

Listen to The Frosted Glades of Everlong by Richard Charles Stevens (Gonna Be Alright Suite)

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These woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.
– Robert Frost

Beneath the staircase
There’s a safe place
In the same place it was all along
.
Beneath the staircase
There’s a safe place
In the same place it was all along
.
Beneath the staircase
There’s a safe place
In the same place it was all along
.
I found my safe place
In the same place it was all along
As unlaced as the orchard bird’s song
Amid rustle of leaves and in bustling throng
I found my safe place
Of impassioned embrace
Now my eyes tell my face it belongs
.
I found my safe place
Of impassioned embrace
Now my eyes tell my face it belongs
(It belongs)
.
Beneath the staircase
There’s a safe place
In the same place it was all along
As unlaced as the orchard bird’s song
Amid rustle of leaves and in bustling throng
For everlong
One endless dream
And miles to go before we sleep
.
For everlong
One endless dream
And miles to go before we sleep
.
I am love
Not a single blush less
Aside from this smile
I’m undressed
Each horizon feels fresh
For the moonlight is blessed
Every night I delight its caress
I am love
Every kiss such attests
Whether nose lips wrists shoulders or breasts
Not a morsel of bitterness left
Not a thought for permission’s consent
Not a single contrition to vent
I am love
Not a single blush less
I am love
Not a single blush less
I am love
Not a single blush less
.
Beneath the staircase
There’s a safe place
In the same place it was all along
As unlaced as the orchard bird’s song
Amid rustle of leaves and in bustling throng
For everlong
One endless dream
And miles to go before we sleep
For everlong
One endless dream
And miles to go before we sleep
.
I found my safe place
Where good neighbours make no fences
Where attack is out of whack as to exactly where the very best defence is
.
(Not a)
(Not a)
(Not a)
(Not a)
Not an action tensive
Not a fraction apprehensive
For I may lack common sense
But I am stacked with active senses
I can see hear smell taste touch
And such is very much reflective
Now my eyes tell my face it belongs
(Belongs)
Now my eyes tell my face it belongs
(Belongs)
.
(Belongs)
.
Beneath the staircase
There’s a safe place
In the same place it was all along
Beneath the staircase
There’s a safe place
In the same place it was all along
(It belongs)
For everlong
One endless dream
And miles to go before we sleep
For everlong
One endless dream
And miles to go before we sleep
(It belongs)
.