Rocking slow on splintered pine
Bayou breathes in copper time
Cypress knees break black water skin
Magnolia drops where I begin
Hymnal pages yellowed at the seams
Alto line still hums in gasoline dreams
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Fireflies stitch the treeline gold
Pecan shells tell stories old
Screen door slaps a lazy rhythm
Night folds slow around them
Rocking chair sings cypress dusk
Two voices where the hymns once was
Spanish moss holds what we don't say
Dusk drinks the heat of another day
Catfish roll in muddy shine
Your hand finds this knuckle of mine
Iced tea sweats on splintered rail
We measure years in exhale
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Gator slides through lily crown
Magnolia petals falling down
Your breath matches the chair's slow creak
Promises we never speak
Rocking chair sings cypress dusk
Two voices where the hymns once was
Spanish moss holds what we don't say
Dusk drinks the heat of another day
Choir robes packed in cedar chests
Sunday best fails Sunday's test
But here the harmony feels true
Third above me sung by you
Mosquito whines a counter-tenor
Night don't need words to remember
How the alto held the tone
While the melody found home
Rocking chair sings cypress dusk
Two voices where the hymns once was
Spanish moss holds what we don't say
Dusk drinks the heat of another day
Stars puncture canvas overhead
We rock past what the preacher said
No amen needed no final chord
Just this rhythm this shared word
Rocking chair sings cypress dusk
Two voices where the hymns once was
Spanish moss holds what we don't say
Dusk drinks the heat of another day
Rocking chair sings cypress dusk
Cypress dusk
Cypress dusk
