All Tomorrows

  underneath the sky of mother-of-pearl no more need to close my eyes and drive over cliff for this is right. this is right. I stand upright on this big bright ball I do what I do love whom I love and that is you. in love with life. so short. go

we plunge into each other's eyes and live in here making everything right our souls the world

the virginal field of white flows up into the whiteness of no sky when a sudden speck of black becomes a deer becomes a tear from deep within a dream your postcard was the silent world now through which we drove, my heart white with the hum of love