Over in Brooklyn

To think we need a reader
Verse the speech for meaning
Separate the language
Tear apart the writers
Oh, celebration
Who said, «are you on?»
People who know you act so surprised
None the wiser
Rise up
God, ambition as a youth
I’m getting older
This is my final phase
Fame, in light
Swallow in the faith I forget to write
Between a reason, my reason died
Old, celebration
Arise, a song for the sky
Dodge the air in your light
All over the world
Here I am, now
Touch is not a reason
To pour out the lungs
Save it for the morning
Roll over
Tape record it ???
Count about a ???
Our dreams entwined
Reveal the truth in morning
Laying still
We kiss
Hesitate
In case, friends
Hear our lips align
Collect words we share
Laying still we kiss, hesitate
In case friends hear, our lips align
Collect the words, we share
The mass compare
A touch to send
The space between