You, You
Always you
My sundry sight
My clearest view
You, You
Always you
My sundry sight
My clearest view
Through beginnings and ends, you’re my best friend
We’re a team, you and me
The world upends? We can amend
We don’t need Q.R.V.
Old acquaintance required maintenance
Just about glad it’s a memory
Without truth to suture, he force-fits the future
In a house built on Q.R.V.
One plus one is sometimes three
For I am I, and you are we
The rate of change, purgatory
Le dérivé est Q.R.V.
If we could slip, with just one sip,
Somewhere beyond the sea
I’d second a ship, with you as skip,
Propelled by Q.R.V.
While you sip the cup of Fancy,
Others taste sweet Misery
An overdose? The antidote:
A dram of Q.R.V.
A salty rhyme, a lip most fine,
A flower to the bee
A whispered hiss, “Eternal bliss—
when you kiss Q.R.V.”
Scuttling by those moony eyes,
A most tenebrous flee
For love bugs are a parasite
That feed on Q.R.V.
I press my hand into the ground
The God of Science shall compound
And so your hand will feel my rush
In waves of light, of love, of lush
We persuaded powdered angels
Clutched hot cocoa in our hands
And whetted winter’s whimsies
In Imaginationland