Wt U Hv for the Sun

Walking through endless words,
Walking in a thought.
Feeding on crumbs of light
fragments of the sun.
Pounding drumbeat on
every step makes it your last.
Something you see
when looking up, is looking back.

And her eyes
you know that she needs you now.
And your voice
you know that she hears it now.

Thumping bright city lights
reprint of the stars.
Thinking there is somewhere
you should go that isn’t Now.

And her eyes
you know that she needs you now,
And your voice
you know that she hears it now.

In her eyes
you know that she needs you now,
And her voice
just know that it calls you now.