Without you,
the night’s sky is black.
The stars are absent
and the moon hides itself away.
The sun ducks behind the cover of clouds,
and the clouds don’t grant me the comfort of their rain.

As beautiful as the famed city of Atlantis
Gloriously flourishing in her perfection
There is a place where my soul and heart is
A perfect place without grief or deception

Where my heart is always merry
And peace blossoms like the cherry
The sun smiles at me gently caressing
My body as the birds sing melodies-
So beautiful they keep me guessing-
The beauty of future melodic memories

Like the Cedars of Lebanon
Beautifying the palaces of Ethiopia
Purity, love and perfection adorn her every season.
This place is within me; this place is Utopia

I’m looking at all the things you’ve done:
The unexpected turns and awkward silence.
How will you know it’s time to run?
Don’t worry. I’ll turn on the sirens.