Broken souls
Floating,
Longing to find
An ancient kind

Wounded mind
Lurking beyond
Journey dawned
Searching space
For what matters most

Learning to feel
Soaring freely
Forces above
Delivered an aligning push
Balance

Connection forms
Guiding one another
Heart to heart
Like a true work of art

The light grows
Alongside desire
Until there is no higher
Our love shall
Fuel the fire

I watch her dance

her movement
is singular
she trained
every cell to be
in synch
it is communication
in its purest form
internally and
externally

I understand
something about

eternity when

I watch her dance

Let the stars
Convey the enigmatic stories
Of the king,
And let it be known by the
Whole philouran.

~   using
our intelligence
to manipulate
people   ~

Now there were two of them
Separated between thousands
of read texts and timely
chats touched by sound
but not skin  
Awake in the others sleeping
Sleeping in the others awake  
Restless as they wait
Restless as they wait