Where is the line (with you?)

Somewhere there is a line

Between light and dark,

Today and tomorrow,

Then and now,

This and That.

Where is the line (with you?)

From here it is gradations of greys,

Blushes of purple and peach,

A slight smile of sun left

Sliding sweetly away

Over the horizon.

Where is the line (with you?)

Shifting and inconsistent,

We sigh to distinguish

As if there were a category

To place all our memories,

To hold ether, (or).

Where is the line (with you?)