We'll meet there underneath That Wide blackness spotted with milky Infinity, all Following nothing but light waves Beyond names, meaning, purpose.
Only being and That is all. That is it. That is all there Ever
Was.
There we will lie. Grass neath' elbows and shoulders, light Breathing and Soft sighs; hair thrown back so the eyes Can see clear and the wind can brush over our cheeks Like the soft petals of lily's, dandelions, sunflowers:
Whatever Your favorite flower May be.
We will take foot exploring form Disregarding the future and embracing all That has passed. A drink for two and I will drink for one Beneath blazing meteors who are nameless, Only filled with music and a heavy inhalation of Fresh air of the Hudson.
Do not mistake me for New York. Do not mistake me for a place. Do not mistake me for a me.
At midnight The day turns over Anew.
Lights turn on. They turn
Off.
A book Is taken from its shelf And put Upon
Another.
I take the mirror and turn it. See the walls. Each crack. Every wail.