All these universes living in my mind, and yet, when I speak to you on the phone, all I can say is, "er, uh, um."
Fuck!
"Let us go then, you and I..." and yes, let's!
Let us go and stuff
our mouths with magic,
glistening eyes with light
and warp and woof
our way into the fugue,
Dance and dwell in the tapestry
til the sky tears open.
You know what, fuck all this. Here's what I want:
You with me. Or me with you - who cares, really? But the two of us together, moving towards something. That's what I want.
Let us go. Let us go.
Let us go.
Yes?
St. Exupery -- author of the Little Prince -- said "Love is not looking into each others' eyes but looking toward the future together." But my future is pretty freakin' bright... Are you game?
ReplyDeleteAnd it is peace not piece.
Actually, its "pizza", as in pizza mind!
ReplyDeleteAnd bright or otherwise, I'll be your Huckleberry.
P.S. Greetings to any new readers out there - friends of friends, etc.!