Resonating sounds and circulating blood,

Movement is constant and happening.

Vocal chords and veins hiding your gold,

You’re not a stagnant river.

You’re the sharp edged ocean raging

The one which embraces the treasure I’ve been looking for.

Between the stars, we shone brighter.

Treading on cloudy carpets with

delicacy, we left footprints heavy with

passion.

Through hell we extinguished each

other’s fire and locked out the demons.

Heaven is what I saw in your eyes,

But my wings have failed me,

And I am now back on earth.