Far away and so close

[Sunless]

We have run out of Nancy's sighs and sights of planes departing. Our time is spent in lullabies and tender notes and laughter. You and I the perfect match poets avoid for commonplace, and our messages are better suited for bottles and seas without names. I would swim the Atlantic for you, but monsters belong in lakes.

I can see the dead end, but its nowhere near here. Open fields stretch as far as the eye can see and this is where im standing. Several things come to mind when I indulge in thoughts of you (and I am blind as a bat can be, but we thrive on echoes) I'll see you when leaves are falling and your face is crystal clear. And lets face it: you love it when I lie like this.