Blue Sky
I sit and think and think
of a sky so blue
-that blue-
and wonder if I can ever reach that sky
touch it, feel it, hold it.
But no, my inner sense tells me
that maybe
-just maybe-
I am wrong
and I will never reach you.
Anyways, it's just a maybe.
If my luck holds out
I will reach you
touch you, feel you, hold you
until i have no more strength left in me
and then
you will do the same to me.