Ocher Haze

When I stare into your eyes,

I feel like Galileo.

As I’m reaching for your land,

The curtains drop;

The sky’s falling.

Quite oft

Entangled within

Such a strangled song.

Playing your volition like cello,

You vibrate a single hum.

But mum’s the word, ain’t it?

Still.

I wanna know,

“What’s Stevie crooning bout in the background?”

Another note

Bouncing below rows of ivory

You don’t know…

Me neither,

I’m distracted my a whole new song

That’s erected your sky again….

You’re sky again….

But this time,

The scene’s a framed Picasso

And I’ve just added to the clutter

Beneath that frame.