Path Of My Eyes

You're a hurricane
Leaving me now
With tables, chairs
And radios
Landing in your wake.

My plane is taking off and well,
five minutes from now
Your face will be
a blur in a window
Reflecting in my eyes
Looking down at a million lights.

You're a force of the night
Awake in my sleep
like a light in a window
Showing movies
Of 3D hurricanes
Tossing broken hearts around.

The lights in the city
make a map of your smile -
Or, well, at least they do
In the path of my eyes.