Everything

Gathering the pieces of night
with our pairs of shoes off
I would change into my eyes
and see everything

We would become twin souls
while passing drops of wine
I would settle for a zephyr
and know everything

The sky would trip over easels
and moil in the colors of fall
I would abandon the stage
and sense everything

Taking the breaths of life
as cellos trace the strings
I would listen to your hands
and feel everything