are the monochromatic colours
not
enough for you?

black and white
like the gaps
filled between your hand
and my hand

music
notes
on the paper
that blows away
with the grey
rolling off
the sea

slam the keys
the way your lips
and your gaze
slams into me

and read the lines
and the gaps
between
that represent
sweet poetry
under
the pale moon
and the daunting sky

is it the dark
or the moonlight
that makes the
sad
shadows
fall across
our open arms?