Red fish, blue fish,
I wish you were
in the sea so
you could swim
with me.

Bright star, true star,
how far you are
from where it is
you really need to be.

Sad eye, glad I
got myself to give
a smile to the air-
flying free
on seamless breezes;
caught and tangled
in her hair.

Now here we are
where we can see our
conversation flare.

Let us veer far
from who we are;
let us forsake
our stake on there.