Eloquent Demands Poem by Warm Wind

Ah, equilibrium, lean upon it lightly, for who knows,
The many moon glows,
Captured by your luminous eyes.

Shall we share that twinkle,
Tis my only prayer.

While we're both in another time and place.
Dreaming our wishes finally combine,
To climb on that same twilight plane.
Sharing instantaneous hopes, starry dreams and forever.

Then I hear you whisper,

Dreams and prayers are fine,
Although, not for me.
I want some actual intellectualism.
Show it, blow it, or wander in your imaginative fairy tale.

Yes, I'm used to it, the harsh reality of trying to please the brilliance of all pervasive air.