The Bomber Pilot Words
written by Edward Storm
The words are right on that big edge
On the corner of my dried and weathered lips
They want to fall out so badly and take
The long solo march into existence
But no sir no no no,
Not today.
Not on this day
Cause it doesn’t feel right.
And all I can go on now is feel
And touch.
But don’t worry,
I was born with more touch than they can ever learn
And you wanna root for the better man?
Well that is me I promise with all of my heart,
We all know that a female as great as her only deserves
To be with a man who promises with all of his heart,
She’s got all of it,
The whole beating thing.
See,
I have learned almost everything in life the hard way
And I loosely let so many words fly
And often not fly too well anyway.
But I have learned in the hardest of ways
That these sacred words I am waiting patiently
To utter
Must be timed like the bomber pilot
Times his cargo release.
The bomb can deliver peace at last
All over.
But using such tactics to deliver
At this point in the game
It must be dropped with the
Deepest of thought and precision,
For I am going to kill the dreams
Of many many men when I release that
World splitting device.
I am going to start a long chain of chatter
And strong opinion when I do
The unthinkable and with both my fingers crossed
Drop just a commonplace three words
Words that are used often and wrongly and
Have caused more pain than can be counted,
Even before to this very
Nervous eyed most beautiful female
That I am positive I’ve come to completely desire
Yes oh yes
I am going to say them just for her
Ordered and slow like good soul
And straight into her eyes with
All of the battle rattled courage
The reason war is declared
And I guess one might say that I am losing
This battle and this whole war
And they think that
Probably I will go gently
Quietly into my retreat.
I am backed in the corner after all
Have I done all I have done
Just to get slowly pushed into
A lonely vanishing act again,
But nope not on this chessboard you have
Never seen before.
The king, that is me,
I’m the last left on my side
Surrounded by enemy force
But these guys have totally forgotten
That I have a power left that they
Once used to clear the whole board
Of forgotten men and start the reign over her.
That king she stands by now
Well she stands by him for a reason
That’s for sure and yes I might be crazy
To think that I’ve got the type of explosiveness
Necessary to send her flying away from
Him and right into the arms of me,
The creator of the very key
That can start her only engine.
The timing of this is the most important thing
I am so damn impatient now
I’ve never felt so exhausted by thoughts
Filled with such passion and brightness.
Or maybe timing doesn’t mean a damn thing anymore.
Maybe she knows and prays that my bomb run is coming.
She’s ready to run
Run straight from the blast sight
Straight and ready for that spot she
Can spend an eternity
That began with the most serious prayer ever then
“I love you.”
Yes, my true love,
“I love you.”
