I have held you between the lines;
The blue words show ever more so.
I'm a fool in a floorshow, hey ho.
In these whispering leaves,
How I would roar
Like the turn of a page,
My heart for yours.
Hidden stories begin to grow:
The green phrase making its own way.
Simple verse that we laugh to, cry to.
Between masterless board
Grow words like weeds.
These wild roses of ours,
Blind men could see!
Silhouettes that I found here,
Bound here;
Inescapable stars, I'm lost to love!
Shadows washed by the sun.
Worlds of words hum around me,
Through me;
I could capture a few if I could stay
In this dream for a day.