take a picture with me...

so..
as i walked down Main street I heard a bird singing.
it was 11:54 PM so i wondered about its meaning.
and most likely you're thinking where is she going with this...
i couldn't tell you but if i could would you even listen.
however i understand that we both have a lot to say.
& your father never worked for the man.
mine either.
therefore we listen to what no one has to say.
consumed within our own world where we look at ourselves as Gods.
obeying authority never.
so when we fell we fell hard.
& i never thought i would bend my knees.
i never thought prayer would seem so great to me.
& then i prayed.
& then i was free.
yet i still wondered about you.
you...
& she was amazingly beautiful.
i could describe her however it would take a moment.
she was interested in change & i was too.
she was filled with light & i was filled with bleu.
searching for truth and running from anything that was not true.
i had a moment to ask...
how are you?
& she replied with everything opposite of gloom.
somehow i wished she wasn't already in love with the moon.
for i would take her away to a place where spring time is everyday.
flowers bloom by the second and each day is sweet.
sorta like honey.
however.
my heart accepts my own reality.
so...
my next question was..
would you take a picture with me?
please..