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1.3k · May 2021
Stranger
Celestial May 2021
So much magic and mystery in,
only your tiny spark.
what is there to pin?
But that devious shot in the dark.

Already lit it's growing.
So fast and hot,
I wonder what's not showing.
For that's not everything you got.

You may think this a goad,
It's just nothing else fits on this road.
Would it be a fantasy?
To think of a courtesy?

On your way,
I hope your light never fades.
Only to grow by day,
Showing all the shades.
Seeing through to the good. Moving past all the darkness to find it.
1.0k · May 2022
My Mom
Celestial May 2022
My mom is mischievously, mysterious,
    with her momentum.
But perfectly perpetuating her
    purpose on earth.
Never wavering wondering, or
    wishing for it all.
Only knowing.

She is in her palace.
Filling her chalice.
Toughening the callus,
That's needed..

Necessary negativity to neutralize,
        The highs and balance the lows.
Candidly correcting the corrupt
         With a simple smile.
Lifting the leveled and the loveless,
          With ease.

There is no tail,
That could make a wail.
Only mine of I fail,
But, I won't walk that trail.

I'll take the teachings and trials,
      She will give.
Learning love and limits
      With a laugh.
I just want to say,
       Thank you
For my life and the love you've given.
       You're perfect, just for me.
Poem for my moms bday and mothers day
964 · Jan 2022
Its Waiting
Celestial Jan 2022
My hope is high, my expectations low.
I want our feelings to grow.
To miss you when you are gone.
Then talk till dawn.

I feel ablaze,
I need your gaze.
Your eyes on me, keeping a connection.
While we think of every direction.

It points anywhere, our future.
What a beautiful picture.
Do you see it too?
Don't let it be another peggy-sue.

For me, it will never end.
Why would I give up my best friend?
All I want is to give you everything.
"I love you" everyday I'll sing.

What a day it will be.
When we promise to see.
I wipe sweat off my brow,
I'll wait for now.
A new day dawned
812 · Nov 2021
Dear Lover
Celestial Nov 2021
Wow! It's you!
Call me obsessed, regressed, or even stressed.
     But you're the one!
I rinsed and winced, convinced.
     My one and only!
Why the pause, what's the cause?
     Don't be lonely!
I've been waiting, baiting while stating.
     You're for me and I'm for you!
Love is for us, thus we must bus.
     To our Forever!
Turning our tending and mending to a sweet ending.
To my sweet new love, we will be there soon.
768 · Dec 2020
Understanding Listeners
Celestial Dec 2020
To you I applaud.
Your eyes will always say more,
Than that you covey with,
Words and gestures recalled.

Thank you for your sypmathy,
And what you can afford with empathy.
What I can't explain,
You hold and wait.

For my words and what comes,
From them.
I'm sorry to fill your plate.
But you say it's ok.

It is not yet full,
And you could never have enough,
Of me!? You forgive my confusion,
You believe in my pull.

I'll still say what a fool.
Don't you see this pool?
I don't see where I'm standing,
Yet you're here with me.

The water is nice,
And I'm so good at,
Pretending to breathe.
Now we've rolled the dice.

Save yourself,
You are what is important.
Fate is not with me and,
I am not boyant.

After my admiration,
Please float away.
To show my weight,
Can't hold you and my obsession.

To sink rather than swim.
I can give you the excuse,
Of currents and lack of strength.
That goes to no length.

Your eyes tell me those,
Are my lies.
So why? When we try,
Do my feet stick.

The tears add to the pool,
And I move in everyway.
The ground swallows my ankles,
Making soft shackles.

I'm so good you believe too,
That I can breathe.
Thank you for listening to my plea.
I watch your eyes,

As they let go.
You now float and the grip,
It weakens then slips.
I'll say goodbye and standby.

I can breathe I say.
It was the best anyone could do.
You can't float, you don't want to.
It's better here, hidden, keep them safe.
My letter to those who have all left.
728 · Nov 2020
A Poem for the Silent Star
Celestial Nov 2020
The light bright and lime,
It was there but dull.
You found the chime,
And found your own light full.

Shining brightest among the best,
In spirit, I must confess.
Known far and wide,
To be welcomed with pride.

Telling stories, memories,
To pass, what I call, inspiration.
Tales to bring back humanities,
In times of such separations.

Keep singing your heartfelt songs,
And giving love deserved.
Hope will bring those bonds,
Your time is being well served.
A new friend
Celestial Jul 2022
Ah, the rush is over and the battle is fought.
I come to my home and know it’s not got,
A hold on me or my family, though it thought.
Surely imagining us chained and caught.

But we hold steady, and always ready for fighting.
There may be striking lightning,
Or a dismal sighting.
However, we, are keeping the home loved, clean, and inviting.

I keep them all with me on my steps, because I am free.
The journey I choose each day keeps my glee,
Never would I choose to flee.
Until the day they’ve brought me to my knees.

Such a crushing day won’t come.
My people will not succumb,
Even with their silly, dumb,
Playful escapes. It’s what makes everything fun!

You’ll catch us in the sun, playing in the water.
Knowing our gates can’t falter,
Fortified with love and a magic filter,
And when we leave it piggybacks with us, as a watcher.

I am bound.
To see, the ones yet to be found,
As friend or foe on my ground.
A welcome is said, a miracle sounds.

We're all wound in light.
But mine is so bright,
So I share my might.
No matter the plight.

It's the good I can do,
In the day-to-day that will ensue.
To help guide us to,
The divinity within me and you.

Through the hard times, my kindness
Came from mindfulness.
All of the blindness,
Couldn't shield my colorfulness.

Not those woken from slumber,
They see my wonder.
What could outnumber,
What goodness encumbers?

The burdens of evil I suppose.
It hinders those,
Who cannot see the rose.
Presented for people with a nose.

A nose for finding a truffle,
On the path for solving your puzzle.
The key to all the hustle.
To receiving abundance without trouble.

I found it,
I help people out of the pit.
They find the bottom after a fit,
And sometimes I get bit.

But it comes with the territory,
Caring for their story.
Cutting the predatory,
Then doing something celebratory.

Enjoying the ordinary day,
I bring a way to play.
With the sunshine and its rays,
Some don't know how much it pays!

I'm rich in heart.
Because I play my part,
And study the art.
Given at each new start.

It's immeasurable, the wealth.
When you have your health,
And you grow in stealth.
What comes at the twelfth?

The last of our hours?
I'm unsure, but I want flowers.
To show what power,
I was so blessed and showered.

A soft thank you will travel the breeze.
Hopefully bringing an ease,
For those who weren't pleased.
At my passing and disease.

In anycase,
I know I found my place,
It's been staring me in the face!
What will come from this base?

A mystery for sure,
But nothing is as pure.
Then the futurous blur,
That is my life whir.

Since I've given a tour.
What do you implore?
Was there something more,
I could've given at the door?

It doesn't matter now,
I've given my vow.
There is much to how,
But instead, I take my bow.

As I gesture,
May you find pleasure.
On your journey of measure.
For it's a treasure.
665 · Dec 2020
Sickening Defilement
Celestial Dec 2020
I was in my dreamland.
The safe place I had made,
In childhood, to keep myself.
Disturbed I barely woke.

Impaired I thought,
If I go back I'll wake,
It will be over and I won't remember.
I don't remember much.

It continued,
I felt more come off.
More words were spoken.
People, "She can take it, I asked."

No such question was answered,
From me at least.
My limp body positioned upward.
My place gone, coherence erupted.

I was screaming at me,
NO! Move do something.
A soft "no" was whispered, and I fell.
Fully exposed now, I walked.

"Are you ok?" "I'm going to take a shower."
The water softened my skin.
The door opened. "Could you not?"
"It doesn't matter. Does it."
Worst parts of my life.
591 · Nov 2020
Greatness in Grandmother
Celestial Nov 2020
Your heart is not old,
That I can guarantee.
The actions may not be as bold,
However, I can still see.

The love you give is pure.
Nothing in this world can compare.
In my eyes you will never be lost.
As long as I can still hold you.

Our conversations may repeat.
You always keep it upbeat.
The repetition will place a seat.
In my memories forever a treat.

Great and grand,
Are before your motherhood.
You've earned it in blessings,
And in honest hard work.

The wit and charm you give,
Will be well learned for us to live.
Lives happy and filled with laughter.
When we do, it shakes the rafters.

He will hear it soon,
For your heart he will swoon.
Then you will be gone,
We can only hope for a new dawn.

You are loved so completely.
I know I can only do my best,
Which you taught me.
So I return it to you for your care.

No more worries,
Don't have to hurry.
This is now a resting.
It is us he is testing.

Love you to the moon and back.
I will be fine with your watchful eye,
And gifts given to me.
So don't cry..

It's been such a pleasure,
Far more than one can measure.
One last hug and my heart tugs.
Just do not want a goodbye.

My heart says see you later instead.
I kiss your forehead.
Sweetly like you've shown.
Thank you, for making me grown.
Life is usually spent well, and love is supposed to be given when deserved.
575 · Nov 2020
That Wave
Celestial Nov 2020
Here it comes.
I see it beyond where you may think I point.
It has not yet arose,
There will be a swell.
The sky may be grey,
it blends with the sky.
There still is a difference,
Watch it rise.
Don't bend under it,
You will be washed away.
The water will instead clean,
I have felt it, so feel no fear.
Let it be purifying,
To your soul.
There will be more.
Blue skies will be better
524 · Jul 2021
I'll Miss You
Celestial Jul 2021
I could miss you,
If I had the feelings you stole.
When I was whole.

Ditched and strung about,
You left me without!
Now all I have is the anger.

The distain, stress, FURY.
I'd run from the fire,
But now I have desire.

Right, I still have that.
THAT! The feeling of longing... remembrance.

Can it fade?
What once was so hot,
The feelings caught.

Yes, as an abyss,
Never-ending with out bliss.
My out side is charred.

Inside I feel it now.
Growing and expanding,
A cold dulling what was commanding.

What can I be!?
I cant see..
Good-bye me, I'll miss you.
Feeling your shell around
437 · Sep 2021
Wrong
Celestial Sep 2021
What I thought was a dream.
Revealed itself,
To be more than a nightmare.

Trusted it lied.
Proposing flowers,
More thieves than budding.

I grabbed it.
Even knowing I would bleed,
Underestimating the damage.

Willingly playing the fool,
I blinded myself
Now...

What could be left?
Only someone I don't recognize,
At least not anymore.
390 · Sep 2021
Hopeful
Celestial Sep 2021
I feel an unfamiliar breeze.
Warm and gentle it soothes,
Not only my skin, but mind.

As it swallows my ears,
My thoughts disappear.
Leaving it's bustling song.

Carrying messages of change.
I close my eyes,
To see the growth and welcome it

Almost like breaking an embrace,
The wind moves on.
However,

Feelings linger.
Of prosperity and new beginnings.
I am thankful for it's blessing.

The clarity it bestowed,
Only shows and confirms my path.
Making all things seemingly possible.
Gives me goosebumps to stand on the edge of the water and to feel the sea breeze.
361 · Jul 2021
To the Day
Celestial Jul 2021
Thank you for the first touch of sun.
Begging me to start the run.
Little did you know I'm done.

I'll miss your daily mist,
Behind the shadowy fist.
Always before the twist.

Lover did you know?
Of the glow,
Before that blow?

It's a secret I share,
With all who can bare.
It's kind of a dare.

To see what it could be.
The dangerous tea,
Or the softest pea.

I'll see you again, in the morning.
I promise even if it is pouring.
I'd rather not be boring.
Have a good day, and be ready for anything.
342 · Dec 2020
Sheila
Celestial Dec 2020
The most beautiful,
Olive to be driven.
Fast and reliable.
Unique, like me, unobtainable.

Treated with respect,
Manuel transmission on a bet.
Small, getting from a to b.
Your radio never let me feel alone.

The first I got for myself.
Misfortune was given once more.
Bestowed on my life was a choice,
To be kind, or wary.

Kindness is always my choice,
You paid for it.
More than I.
Only two weeks were you gone.

When I saw you, I was in tears.
Shocked, horrified,
At the mirror of what my soul,
Had been through.

To come back once more,
Through you I saw my broken self.
Breaking more,
Miss you and the freedom.
Fiat 500 pop 2013
308 · Apr 2022
Your Opportunity
Celestial Apr 2022
You are so tempting,
To thirst for, touch, and taste.
There's been something I've been attempting to reach. For us both.

I'm wishing for growth,
In great, glowing, grace.
Diving deeper into our own uncharted waters. Searching for happiness.

Oh such Sappiness, I know.
But kisses, kindness, and my kindred spirit,
Are what truly makes me glow. Caring for my love in turn for their care.

A thing so deep and fair,
My feelings, fondness, and facets.
They're payment enough and what I offer. With support and tenderness in tow.

My arms are open for you,
Ready to give youthful, yearning, yumminess.
I just hope you want it, and take it. Noting it's heft, with what meaning it has.
307 · May 2021
A mystery in passing
Celestial May 2021
So, there is a gap.
No bridge to be seen.
A precipice untapped.
I can see the green.

Ah, the challenge.
forgetting all secrets,
Can you find the hinge?
Never mind, I can see your pockets.

Also green in color.
You won't tell me,
You don't even remember.
Like a honey bee.

I'll take the ominous message.
Not sent by you,
but by the passage.
What a wonderful clue.

Ever closer to the answer.
Hopefully, the gap will close.
I'll see the other side with pleasure.
So you pose.

Questioning what isn't, or is.
Wanting the green again.
Looking it over, deeply knowing the bliss.
Misunderstanding the plain.

Anyways, this side,
isn't so bad.
You can watch the tide.
The blue only lingers a tad.
294 · Jan 2022
Missed Forever
Celestial Jan 2022
When we cried,
No tear dried.
Our shirts soaked,
Every feeling poked.

Why?
Was there something,
Anything we could try?
There was only the ending.

It should've took my heart.
It took is all apart.
I'd give anything to have you stay.
Just give me another day!

But we'll grieve instead.
Hope to see you over there.
Then we'll share the bread.
You were just so rare.
A goodbye
281 · Sep 2021
Memory
Celestial Sep 2021
Only muddled visions now.
The past blend together,
And the poison is numbing.

Some are shining,
The happiness trapped behind a strange glass.
Unobtainable it taunts.

Placing the thoughts,
More doubts,
On the future.

I could never recreate,
That pure feeling.
Especially knowing how fast it will leave.

A voice of hope rings.
Saying there's beauty,
In the impermanence of it all.

It means everything could,
Be made special.
However fleeting it may be.

Pain will never last forever.
Leaving you in,
The endless adventuring pursuit.
270 · Mar 2021
Clarity
Celestial Mar 2021
Something learned from gaining
Then stolen by draining
We then are caught
The lesson taught

No sooner is it achieved
Is it lost and unretrieved
Sought after by one after another
A secret kept from our sisters and brothers

I wonder now where mine,
Will go in time
Hidden I keep it as a treasure.
The longer I can, it will pleasure.

For it is necessary to see
My plans untarnished by the greedy
My goal worth moving toward
Is continuing forward.
244 · Dec 2020
Hate rising
Celestial Dec 2020
It burns,
The way it creeps.
The wrongs all done.

Culprits I let get away,
For I found reason.
In actions which led to dismissal.

It wasn't as bad.
The past proved worst.
New pain is here.

A new form of mistrust,
Swirling in my head.
Moving to my heart.

Saying you knew better.
The knives will eventually,
Create their own wall.

My blood truly hasn't,
Spilt yet...
Though I fear,

One day I will pull,
Pull them all out.
By myself and let it pour.

Truly I will then,
Be no more.
I will have nothing more to give.

No room for another.
Errors I make,
Will no longer haunt.

Nothing, that sounds pleasurable.
Makes sense to me,
To prove myself, that is me

Not what rises from,
This pain.
Is it not better?
237 · Nov 2020
The Fairy Table
Celestial Nov 2020
Quaint, small and overall,
Infatuating.
With the forest green.

Closest thing he has seen,
For a place to invite.
Those who lift the kites.

Beings who draw veins on leaves.
To whom believes,
In tiny things with wings.

He sings!
Chairs armless for their spread.
While exchanging the sweet bread.

Only three seats.
"One always open" he beats,
For an uncertain one.

Never to be filled it seems,
He still beams
Because he knows can see.
🧚
218 · Jul 2020
To devour you
Celestial Jul 2020
I am disgusted.
The anger twords myself.
I can not think of anything more than you.

My wish is to endlessly touch you.
Pleasing at first,
grabbing me off the shelf.
Fingertips across what was busted.

We both trusted.
Our hearts would always be their self.
I am wanting you.

I have you.
Dealing with world itself.
So I keep the ideas untested.

We have not rested.
Keep the demons to themselves!
Willing to **** them all with you.
This is an exaggeration of frustrations in the morning from the night.
216 · May 2021
Pause
Celestial May 2021
Taking that stance.
Encountering the stillness,
just before the dance.
Holding on for its caress.

Feeling nothing but tension.
Always up for the suspension,
gathering what's necessary.
Hoping it's not the contrary.

Your next step is near.
So, in this safe space,
gather everything but fear.
There's no room in this case.

Begin again.
With more to gain,
see the paths worth choosing.
There is more than losing.
To the reader a message of renewal.
216 · Sep 2021
Lovely
Celestial Sep 2021
Looks are shocking,
Overly stunning, I'm frozen.
Venturing into mystical beauty.
Ending a gaze,
Longing for more connection.
Youthful it keeps us both.
191 · Jul 2020
Ignor-ance
Celestial Jul 2020
Ah! The intellectual I see,
Could it be that I am real?
Or should I be a seal?
Would you question me?

No! I am uneducated,
The ill manners,
For my planners.
Hopefully not duplicated.

My interests of passion,
Get me heated in the moment.
Is this the key for my development,
Or the fission

All things come from such a bang.
However, I don't think they are ready.
No one could be that steady.
"I will keep my peace!" She sang.
Keeping a moment pleasant.
188 · Jul 2020
Day Dreaming
Celestial Jul 2020
You are a poets dream,
If I am to be a poet.
Hair as light and fluffy as a cloud.
Yet dense and woven like,
Vines in a forest of trees.

You are a poets dream.
If I am to put words on paper.
Smile as wide as the horizon.
Yet devious and charming like,
the demons that are biblical.

You are a poets dream.
If I am to believe in the word.
Eyes as deep as the ocean.
Yet changing and searching like,
a lighthouse in the storm.

You are a poets dream.
If I am to keep the beat.
Hands as strong as stone.
Yet guiding and scarred like,
the seasoned boat captian.

You are a poets dream.
If I am to patch the scene.
Heart as heavy as an anchor.
Yet beating and living like,
Mine.
184 · Jul 2020
The Breathing Tent
Celestial Jul 2020
Oh! The heat,
The heat I must beat.
101° in my seat.
It isn't tasting sweet.
The sweat!
Poor little pet.
I am not wet, yet.
And I will not forget.
The wind!
For I will not be blind.
To the bindings I find.
So I am kind
Breathe Tent!
So I can hear you shuffle.
And I can say kerfuffle,
I will dispose the waffle!
Sweater weather
176 · Jul 2020
Today's Time
Celestial Jul 2020
Here I sit,
In my safest place,
Still scared.

Paranoid to spit,
I must control my face,
Or be impared.

Falling into the pit,
Must state my case,
In repair.
168 · Nov 2020
The New Goddess
Celestial Nov 2020
A mistress of mystery,
To help go through what will be history.
The stars and the moon shine,
For her to bring something divine.

She sees the signs and counts,
What the days and love amounts.
It has slowed, with that comes the dull,
Waiting the hope is, it is not null.

The past has proven,
What is to be woven.
So something great will come,
For her, finally more than a crumb.
More confident of a day
150 · Sep 2020
Branches or Twigs
Celestial Sep 2020
Indeed the difference is stirdieness.
What could that mean other than, thickness.

Another way we ran.
For there was a witness,
That couldn't become a fan.

Then there was the restless.
Who found a ****,
And became reckless.
I love the sway of the trees.
135 · Jul 2020
Cicadas
Celestial Jul 2020
Small and tree dwelling,
I can hear the noise swelling.
A family of hoppers,
Next to the popper.
Who I am telling.
125 · Sep 2020
Morning
Celestial Sep 2020
Jump starting is tricky,
Don't be picky.
The sun will rise as we say it does.
His illumination will cover,
You can see your lover.
There is a smile so it goes.
Remember what the light is for?
Under the rays of warmth.
Stand for his greeting,
You could receive a beating.
Unexpected early rising this morning.
117 · Sep 2020
Breaking
Celestial Sep 2020
Arching to touch the ground.
A flexible object,
The tension fixing on the centering point.
A flexible object,
Pulled down at both ends.
A flexible object,
Waiting to stretch out.
A flexible object,
Snaps into two.
110 · Nov 2020
May I Rest?
Celestial Nov 2020
You can squeeze,
The heart you hold.
In your hand that is,
So very bold.

It will bleed,
For as long as you do.
I know you leed it to.
It will only beats for the blood

You bleed too.
So it will always beat,
Only with you.
It's beating out of my chest.
109 · Mar 2021
Sleep
Celestial Mar 2021
Escaping me these twilight hours,
I fear the dawn will come,
And I will have no rest.

Time usually filled by dreams of power,
Now looking for a crumb,
Feeling like a guest.

The day will now sour,
Unable to numb,
Failing the quest.
107 · Sep 2020
Measured
Celestial Sep 2020
Is it a distance?
Can all of this be just a way to move forward.
It seems to be just one place, one circumstance.
Will take my life through to a goal?
How many accomplishments can I get out of myself.
Will there be moment I can live through and know that was what my meaning was?
To the reader, doubt will not be the answer.
My cookies have not been good lately.
67 · Nov 2020
What Makes an Angel?
Celestial Nov 2020
We ponder this question.
Collectively we envision perfection.
Something more than what,
We are, or could be.

We say their marks are left,
By kisses we call freckles.
Seeing them with white light,
And wings, always carrying that message.

It always is of hope.
The dawn is near.
An intervention to prove,
It is the good way.

The right way.
They know the road has been,
And will be,
Long, heartfelt, and troubling.

So they make it melt,
All away. To be seen,
Maybe later. However,
That moment you will,

Feel it and be embraced,
By light, the love,
And all who are,
Above.
66 · Nov 2020
H&S
Celestial Nov 2020
H&S
He and she
I bet my heart and soul.
Now you leave,
So do they.
I am fine with myself.
63 · Dec 2020
A Brotherhood
Celestial Dec 2020
As I am not,
At my core,
Part of this group.

I am the outsider, and reason,
For which it was formed.
I know I will miss,

Small parts and messages.
I can not fully understand.
However, I do.

More than you might think.
What comes with the words,
"I will die for you."

Still you are unbelieving,
Of the fact I would.
So, with this knife must I prove?

Or give it?
For someone else to carry the dead
The ending is the same.
58 · Sep 2020
Quest
Celestial Sep 2020
What would you say to someone while introducing them to a game, after they were just tramitized by you?
Sorry is not an option.
54 · Sep 2020
Small Stuff
Celestial Sep 2020
Watch it!
You may be able to tower.
But I can flower.
Growing, with my roots.
Only to be stomped by your boots.
Enough!
What will make you crouch.
Should I grouch?
I see your strength.
Without any length.
Stay!
I want balance,
How do I gain your alliance?
My beautiful petals,
Are no match for your metals.
Alone.
The fault was mine.
I own no dime.
No more petals, just a stem.
I was no gem.
Honestly don't know why they always end like this.
49 · Nov 2020
Away
Celestial Nov 2020
The cold hole in my chest is returning.
How do I treat this yearning?
To you I can not be turning.

You told me so.
I can no longer be your doe?
How far must I go?

As far as I walked,
We still talked.
Then my heart you locked.

The present makes me bitter.
I'm thinking of a quitter.
This is useless chitter.

So I still wait,
On your open gate.
This will be my fate.
49 · Sep 2020
Excitement
Celestial Sep 2020
I gave you a word.
What did you expect from it?
I expected myself to live up to it.
Now I know I'm not.
Is the word meaningless?
Or am I.
45 · Sep 2020
The Itch
Celestial Sep 2020
It is my Itch
Chip
Cold
THING on my shoulder.
Gripping it like a skeletal
Deathly
Dark
HAND of prosperity.
Pushing and pulling in hasty
Everlasting
Errored
DIRECTIONS for this life.
Making it the joyless
Frustrating
Fretful
ROAD I travel on.
Ungrateful words
43 · Oct 2020
Sigh
Celestial Oct 2020
Adults get an excuse from their childhood.
Children are not excused from "their" adulthood.
42 · Sep 2020
Jumping Now
Celestial Sep 2020
Why am I to be saved?
The nothingness I produce,
Could never measure to,
The love I have received.
Knowing all choices made.
The worth always questioned.
Middle ground ending in no man's land?
What's infront of me but a void of,
Decisions.
34 · Sep 2020
Light
Celestial Sep 2020
So nice to have met you...
Here you see only this,
In the void darkness creates.
Wishing to be warm,
This moves around.
Can you feel warmth around you?
Or is it a cone of perspective, drawing.
Knowing the ever changing nature,
I fear the touch.
Letting it linger above me,
I waste to dust below.

— The End —