If we could get the hang.
Entirely.
It would take too long;
all we know,
splash  of  words. 
Passing times
throughout the day,
we wish to see the ones we love most.
Dread  to  meet 
ones we know
who
don’t
fit.

If we could find
happiness entirely
in somebody else’s arms,
We  would  feel  lost.
Lost yet complete
Fillingthegapsof  lone li ness
Sheltered by the roof,
      The roof of love.

Speak of the world’s
own change, though we cannot conceive
an undreamt thing.
Only few have the drive to find
What is the most
dreamed.

How should we dream,
of this place without us?
I can’t
I won’t
The dream of dreams
Consists of us.

We’ll turn our faces southward
Towards love
All we will see is the aisle
Wilderness around us
You
and
I
Together as one.