All of your colors
They bounce off my shutters
And create a flume
Steady as we crash
when we make the shortest dash
to the empty spaces we find between our sheets
Can you make your way back down to earth
or  
draw a map to the center of the room
Or are you lost in the ocean of limbs that our bodies constitute
You are me and I are you
We are the windows of a big house
And the wicked little things that live within keep us shut all the time
Are you mine?
That's all that matters in the end
But as we drink our wine and
spend our lives we forget to say I love you
So we never know and maybe you never will