Can you tell me
can you tell me
oh brave one
can you tell me this sky
is blue for you,
the same blue for me.
This guy was always blue,
young girls
were always running in grand fashion
running into the arms of love.
I am neither wrong nor right.
You are neither there nor here,
not here at all.
I am not here at all,
We were poems,
poems written in the night,
poems written in the day,
poems written for you,
for me,
simply poems,
streams of thought leading to no thought, leading
to you, to me, to us,
to forever
