Go

Let us go then, you and I,
Reciting poetry from memories,
Glazing bouquets in ebonies.

Let us go then, you and I,
Drinking to the dawn of September,
Watching roses in this wild weather.

Let us go then, you and I,
Painting mischief in the garden,
Running freely under the ocean.

Let us go then,
And look up to the plain blue sky,
And wave to the early cloud.

I am there as much as you are here.