Ode to Love

What you say happens, what I say happens Must one of us stay silent forever? What I think happens, what you think happens Can this end in anything but "never?" How can one walk away from one so close? I don't remember, don't think I want to Even in the net I wonder of gross Though colors respond to sharpen moon's view Desired and devoured spectrums grow Until pinpoint accuracy is found Radio still signals strangers below Up so high, don't think I've forgotten ground Through infinitely small angles we sift Lover, strangers, friends, and family the gift 

Where's the river's source? How did we gain this comm link That let us take aim? Who crafted the ship Which we follow on our raft Comfortably afloat Your head on my chest How many ways have you seen This moonlit voyage? These things I wonder Though my mind sees full pages And I start to guess Perspectives differ But two dangerously close Blessed with each other Agree, disagree Is it possible for both To light spaces crossed? For "goodbye for now" To shift fully to "hello" In but an eye blink? I know, in part, yes I wish to be fully known As I feel your breath