you and i

as i danced upon his moonlit skin, tease me again he said with a lilting grin, you and i?

oh but if i were real then we would be in quite a perplexity, for i cannot be defined, but if i were as many times that i would be. then in grand imputare we would have but none without one. and that you see, just isn't what i can be.

do ponder now your question of me, my answer is but a dream, what will i ever be? use creativity, touch your words with the language of numbers and the colors of love, cross over boundaries, change what was, make what is.