meandering moon

I want to go home, I don't wish to be here
for several days
this place is like a big bubble in the raven afternoon
with broken kaleidoscopic colors, colors of the blind rainbow—
never I see your place
I want to see where you come from
where you really are, I want to see you walk
I want to see you, to feel your subtle smile
and listen to you as your eyes speak
by then I'll be able to see,
even with my eyes closed,
your smile, your shining diamond laughter
they never weep
they know no demise
in my mind, they're always here
flashing the memories
of your face.
                        I want to be there, beside you
in your place
in your mind
let's have a small talk
or  maybe we can have caramel sundaes instead
anywhere
as long as you're here with me
as long as time runs
as long as we live
art is happiness
after all