Thoughts come and go
Write them down or before you know
they’ll become like leaves in trees:
too busy to please.
Pictures are worse framing the times.
What’s behind and who’s up close.
Move them fast or they’re still ghosts
Nothing more than x-rays of minds.
Why not contemplate your mate?
Then accept what comes early or late.
You’re not so hot but you’re never cold.
Be yourself and be bold!