First, tell me of yourself, you said
And then I’ll tell you mine
Of strangeness I was born, I said
Of weird in black and blue
and blase of beige did I go to school
But ochre, pink and cherry
I see my sky become
in the last three minutes
of knowing you
Ah, I see, you said
And how does the future look for you and I?
Tell me yours first, I said
For you promised
You sat back and sighed, and said
Of cloud, of dust, I suffocated
and trapped I stayed by my mother’s side
But water, air and free
I see my horizon
in the last six minutes
of knowing you
Ah, I white, I said
And how does the future look for you and I?
Clear blue sky, we said
One of my favorites.
😀
Ta my dear.