The Point

If I have better place to sleep
I would let every night take me
If I have better things to contemplate
I would let the cloud form me
When we turn away from each other
night sees no me but the big void of darkness
that half of people think scariness
day sees no you but purposeless blue
that half people think sadness
We know our hearts the ones bridging the blue and black
many shades of them unraveled
and we are still discovering more
If that isn't the meaning
what else could we channel the current
to the sea
or to the sky