You to me are indescribable,
Unreadable,
An unresolved mystery,
A book without text,
A song without its melody.

You are debris in the wind
Your path forever undefined,
Easily distracted.
You flutter, float and flourish,
You fly infinitely and beyond.

Yet I ask you, beg you,
Plead you to stop
However pausing mid lyric,
Interrupting a poet mid-verse
Is an impossible task, I know.

But I tell you to stop,
And instead flutter, float, flourish with me.
Solitude is only ever temporary
There’s room for two
And together we are unstoppable.