I've always wanted to know,
how it is that the sky is blue -
how the sky illuminates
to welcome the sun,
as the moon fades away.

I've always asked about it,
and it turns out it's quite complicated
the sky is a perception

tiny flecks of short, blue waves
hit our eyes
out of literal
thin air.

I've never understood why humans are in such
haste to find romance,
as though they will only find it
lay with another,
when isn't it obvious?

Just like the amorous sky,
it is all perceptions
Romance is everywhere,
if it exists at all.