building balloons

first i m happy
then i fight
then i learn
what makes you fight
then i learn
what makes you happy
then we are happy

then i imagine
the years and years ahead of us
with hundreds of moments
just like this one
learning what makes you sad
and what makes you angry
when to talk to you
and when to leave you alone
when to tell a joke
and when to share a poem
how to drive away our fear
how to be happy together

like a balloon that bursts
before it gains its shape
like a moon that wanes
before it waxes full
is my dream.
aborted
before it comes into being.
time and time again.

for once, i'd like see the balloon
soar gently in the air
for once i'd like to see the moon
wax to the full
for once, i'd like to watch my future
unfold before my eyes
and not just in my mind