Skew Lines

I know it's not superficial

Then why don't we make it official

I know it's not essential

But my love you're drifting like a celestial

I know it's not a dream

But there's not a night that I scream

And thus I ask the supreme

How long will the darkness regime

I know love never dies

But love never ends too,

Sometimes the lines aren't parallel

But they're skewed...