A million vein


Maybe the sidewalk should disappear

yet still maintain the way

avoid the ditches and show the ray

to the path…the light that’s near



Maybe the kiss should return

despite the mud… the rain

as the warm soft flesh of the words

have more than a million vein



Maybe we should be able to fly

rise above the turbid cry

clear the throat with a sigh

as ends prevail the mean



Maybe I should sleep and sleep

and let the vision die

smile, blink and pray

that hearts never lie…never lie.