Momo

Once she bitterly cried,
"How can you love someone when you have never even met them?"
He nonchalantly replied,
"Same way you get angry and cuss, scream and shout at them."

She slightly smiled,
"Estupido you are, that is not how it is!"
He lightly lied,
"If you say so, but don't you know ignorance is bliss?"

"Come to meet me, I wanna meet you, no?"
She interjected.
"No time, no time, I have many places to go."
He rejected.

"How I wish my Dodo would fly to my place."
She said airily.
"Dodos couldn't fly, you hippie nutcase."
He replied verily.

"Why don't you go and fly with your ex?"
He asked her, yawning.
"You won't understand, it's too complex."
She replied with a sting.

"I don't know what I want from all of this."
He told her with patience.
"If you want anything all you need is ask for it."
She told him with innocence.

He shook his head,
"I am even afraid to ask you my favorite color, really!"
She laughed instead,
"Of course I know it, it's red! I love you, silly!"

He stifled a smile,
"How can you love someone when you have never even met them?"
She replied with style,
"Same way you get angry and cuss, scream and shout at them."

H2O

Simply sleeping sometimes when out of options
If not for a red herring, or a lying blue moon.
Now and soon setting out with his stupid friends
Sometimes as late as morning break but now and soon.

Consistently challenging choices are his only problem
Maybe blue castle in water, maybe red pills to take him there.
The air is moist but the noises pull him down
And he wishes the noises away, wanting only the air.

Blindly blinking between relaxed eyes in the room
Till clouds become smoke and mirrors start lying.
Still flying with a heavy head from one to the other
Prying open opinions about falling and still flying.

Shooting stars start to rain but the moon-touched
Complains the crescent follows him over left, always in sight.
Each night maybe cold, shaking hands led them there
Maybe the semi-infinite dreams he saw each night.