Breathe into the nothingness
and the heavens open wide.
Dream about the obsidian night
and constellations glaze the sky.
Bask in the meadows of solace
and the soul nestles in warmth.
Dip your feet in cerulean waters
and ebbing grace spring forth.
Ignite like the forest fires
and from the ashes, rise anew.
Get drunk in the elixir of life
and take me with you.

clawing at my mind
memories that are not mine
implanted as a powerful seed
hunger for more fueled by greed
envisioning surreal landscapes, places never seen
only within an imagination exists a country so serene
for it is not this era that I breathe
rather a time when the land was cherished beneath
footsteps resound down a dusty, old road
I watch breathless while the sands of time erode
phasing into the future, a place where I do not belong
the strings in my mind strum a sad, mournful song
as these strange memories align
memories that are not mine
thoughts from another time
one in which by chance existence was a bit more peaceful
perhaps memories are just as deceitful
when they are not mine

Tears cascade upon the Earth like meteorites
as we lie in the flower fields of India far away
I watch the sun rays play a story across your face
we whisper of past transgressions and travesties done to us
and how time moves slower here when we forget it all
we have waited so long to find this dream we pondered if it were real
we had at last found our way outside the worlds oblivious ways
gazing into each other we see our reflection lying in silence  
finally falling to sweet repose as the moonlight draws us within her sweet blanket
no other warmth needed but one another

Let me pick you apart
and kiss your mind
outer scars hold no relevance
within a presence like yours
I find I have been tossed to the gutters
time and time again
somehow, even in a dream state, I drag my way out
and find I still have a fire burning
although it has been diminished, minuscule
it thrives, seeking air to live
can I breathe you in, feed my flame