Desire waning

 Here I am 
Dreams unfurling
And there you are
A rain falling in the past

Here we come to the sounds of birds and dementia, our years of gold richly adorned with crowns of mistakes not yet forgiven 

This is a poem of mortality 

And this is a dream of wisdom 

It's all come full circle my love

I never had you and you never had me

It was all a dream, yes a dream

With stained glass circles and beams

Of light filtering through

Desire is still in me, but the fire is lower.

Laugh at the Rest of the World Together

We just might and
Run and create a
New story, together into the night, would you like that? Because there is no use for the past

And

We can make it and still be
Responsible dammit
Just wait until we get that
Fuck you money

And

Laugh at the rest of the world together

We should just

Hey, we really should observe what the sun is doing in the morning and the evening. 

And

We should do it with coffee or tea.