meeting again for the first time
it smells like fire and wind decided to have an affair... it sounds like a thousand steps from a thousand feet on a thousand grounds for a thousand days... it seems like it rains stars and we swim in empty space... it feels like giant floating whales sing for us to sleep... this is when time should stop so we can appreciate the sight of our eyes meeting again for the first time. space becomes vain. a mere sensation of belonging awakes me from deep slumber. then the cold light of midnight shines upon you... the line of your face is the road i wish to walk with my lips. the sound of your voice is the lullaby i wish to sleep to. the smell of your hair... that poison that drove me closer and closer... the touch of your hand next to the light in your eyes... no match to the taste of your soul, and now i wish for crystals to carry you with me... and you move like i want to... sorry... i apologize... please forgive me... i did not mean to blow the smoke in your face, but i had to make it disa...