In your memories....

there is a light spot of bother...

I see you you see me
I soak you you soak me
You breathe the air that I do, from where I do,
You creep into the stars of the sky and drift away to someplace you know or want to know.

I hear you say what you said when you were here to hear me
I clean up your thinking and roll down a clean napkin on the floor of your head
I sweep it gently, neatly and carefully -
before I sweep myself away, gently.

In the many many of your memories,
I spot bother beyond bother!