We Could Be Great

We could be stars

In an infinite sky

We could be clouds…

against the blue,

we could be white.

And we,

We could be great. We could be

anything.

We could be cars,

Chasing lines of

black

and gold

forever.

We could be us.

You could be you,

and I could be me

                and we could love everything,

we could love the stars

in an infinite sky,

and the clouds,

pale and white and pure

against the blue,

And the cars, we could love the cars

chasing a life of something unknown,

Chasing black

and gold.

And you could love me,

and I could love you,

Because we can be anything,

                because loving you, means being

free.