Another World

Just a poem about some other world where I'm able to be with someone whom I'm not in reality.

There's a world where we can talk
lay on the grass and gaze at stars
I could point at different ones and ask
"Do your old neighbors know where you are?"
I'd ask if you miss your home
up there in the sky
Then I'd say how grateful I am
that this angel's talking to a regular guy
In this world there'd be no rush
for us to go anywhere
Maybe you'd not just be a crush
Perhaps we'd instead be a pair
We'd be able to bask
without worrying about time
I could philosophize and ask
what goes on in your mind
We could sit in beautiful silence
and even that would be so fun
Perhaps then I'd not skirt around the word
The One that rhymes with "done"

Author's Note

opinions welcome