Sky she said

if only you stopped

peeping into my dreams

waking up and going to sleep with me

allowing me to search anew and find anew

I would know for sure that this is not what it is

I would know know to reroute, remap, recenter

I would know that times are not of ours

and go searching a rainbow asunder

but tell me she said with a sigh

If you hold the strings so tight

if you shape thoughts so far, so long

if you color every passing fantasy so bright

the morning coffees and the evening walks

the leisure laughter and the rush of emotions

how will I

how can I

she sat down nodding to herself.

Alright, she thought she heard.

PS: good times roll in.Talk about bloopers!!!