because we are really children and 100 is the largest number.

let's sit around the lazy horizon
and dream like children
let's not sit around
without romanticism
without the eye for a living lie--

let's not confuse white and black
with whiteblack and blackwhite

let's drink tea
without melancholy
consuming us from within

let's kiss the hands of ancient
limits
and languages yet unexplored

let's talk out the tangles
so that the overgrowth
of willows don't weep

i am willing to hand the candle
some light; it's almost night
but tell me you'd be there
to figure out the dark shades of the sleeping earth
with me

because one cage is small enough not to breathe
and one room is longer than most days
and i have tapped the fingers of shadows
100 times a moment
50 times more than second chances.

http://allpoetry.com/poem/5401051