from red to blue

and back again

They travel

left to right and down and up

a feeling in my heart switches

a nuisance through my head twitches

at the thought so prevailing

of me (you) never trailing

on a path so far known

So far gone

So far done

the rhythm takes it away

the silent and the silence leave to decay

the marvelous past yet to be had

stirred and breached and breeched and reached

Oh to be so glad

at the wondrous attempt of Seduction

a little peek at the forest

and its suction

Blue to red

to whom

its sight terrifies

little spies with their little lies

that walk through the earth one more time

for it’s time to detach, reattach and start over again

Thus is the fate of all wise men