Could I stand by you
Quietly by your side
Not behind or in front
Content and tongue-tied?
I wouldn't say much
At least about the past
But it's honest enough
Syllables that might last
As you face the clear ocean of reality
The perfectly clear liquid of time
With no bottom or surface
No low point or prime
We could watch and never know
Together, at the clear white caps
Forgetting the complex world behind
Letting fear and ambition collapse
I'll stand there
Looking for nothing beneath the surface
In the ocean that doesn't exist yet
Finding only a simple purpose
Wasting time with you
By my side
Maybe happy
Maybe tongue-tied
Together
In one sense or the other
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