Do You Still Like Us?

there is tea, comfy chairs and warmy warmness that besets the moment. the moment is real and appreciated. the talks go long and deep and seemingly forever, in a comfortable and forever kind of way. naps come here and there, more tea, and more naps by sunny windows and silvery moonlights until slowly it dawns on them, this is going oon far too long. ‘why does this stretch?’ “yes,...i am alone, but we can stay here safe and fine, talking safe and fine, being, safe, and fine” ‘but we have farther to go’ “where do you have to go?” ‘we have not found it yet’ }{][ 8ut we w111//[/ w33e goob g0000 0N fЯЯ3nd *t]]” “yes, yes, leave me the crumbs as you tumbles off into adventure, leave me here alone agÆin and as alwÆys” ...,. ‘do you want to come?’ “real?” ‘y33sh’ “yes”