Life to life
Energy so sound, for a fruition
Told by concerned ear's, the pride to strife
Saving grace, and opulence for again, intuition

See us make the moves...
Remembering the tout of an eventual hand
In the shares of have, oft to loose
The cares of when and where we are the mere, of another and

See a warranted smile, bloom into cause
The space to know one another, for a thought
Time is an afterthought, if wiser call is ours for odd
Like the bitter retort of age old enemy's, we know it's not?

Can this and that ever make ends meet?
With but a shared stare, the while of simple till
Is a complacency we can make into any shadow, of let
Lest we become too clever, the argued and faint will

So what is life anyway?
True to ourselves, and the dreams we foretell for a handy wish
In the open, a joy to hear in the language we hold to sway
Might well enough alone be, the courage to ask another, is...