Project

Am I your project

Or you mine

We are lying in the sun

Quietly absorbing 

The yellow 

Into our bones

I look at her and smile

But her eyes are closed

We don't really like 

Being outside

The world is both

Too big

And 

Too small

I try to think of an answer

Maybe we are both 

I conclude

Projects in the making

Both finished

And unfinished 

There is always room 

For more

Just like more tea

With Hatter

Or more riddles

From the Cheshire Cat 

I didn't like the way 

He smiled 

She says

And disappearing

Is just rude

She makes a little tut 

We are waiting for 

The comfort of the moon

Soon it will come

Knock the sun out of the sky

And open up

A doorway for all

The shining stars 

That thought makes us happy

Who cares about projects

When the time right now

Is right.