This Ad Lib Moments Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

This Ad lib Moments

This ad lib moments,
We are space
And you are life,

This ad lib moments,
We are no brushes of a paint,

But a color temporarily
Drowned in canvas,

Produced by holograms,
But flesh and alive,

Lips talking and tracking lovers,
But who knows,
More than us,

Why this provisions
Means so little,

Crucial as life,

Means so much
We must remember,

To put down meanings from space,
And try this obtainable,

Why intimate as serious,
As we can be,
Each moments surrendering
To each other.