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!!!