My Dear. Poem by Kevin East

Let's go sit on the roof
And watch the stars.
And listen to bells
That don't exist.
Ring around the shops and bars.
Soothing a world
That remains unkissed.
My dear,
We will gladly wave
Goodbye to this year.

Let's go sit on a cloud.
And fish the moon
For promises
That don't exist.
Yet shine out loud.
Like a sunny afternoon
When love was missed
In a crowd.
My dear,
We will gladly
Set ablaze to this year.
And feel it burn
In the fire
Of a lonely heart.
To watch
Sweet nothings
Depart.