Water level rouse,
like a giant fountain, in
middle of desert.
Where slowly, my soul dying
Tho, floating in the ocean.

©sim

Voice calls gently in the night
mind awakens lucid flight
gazing from Orion's shores
Angels open dreamscape doors
shadows cross the face of Mars
lovers count the falling stars
Sun evokes a gentle breath
to mark another twilight's death
awaken dreamer to morning's light
dreams rest silent til birth of night

People always ask us to tell them the story of how we met

I always start by saying “I hit her from behind..”
Which I did.. by my car. And that’s exactly how we first got introduced.

But not to your imagination, NO we didn’t fall in love at that moment or whatever you’ve seen happen in the latest romantic drama movie.

This was far far from it. She started shouting at me

“HOW DARE YOUU!! DON’T YOU SEE IN FRONT OF YOU! OR ARE YOU BUSY ON YOUR PHONE!”

I didn’t really pay attention to what she said to be honest.

I was staring at her, getting lost in her lips, her eyes, her amazing **** and her amazing aroma of different fragrances

My mind was in space and the blood was rushing downhill

After I woke up from my coma.. I told her I’m sorry and that I’ll pay for the damage

*But in truth that damage was sooo worth it

Here we are, hand in hand
Like stars connected to each end
You feel me now, I felt somehow
That this will be something new and pretty
You're all the things I've look upon the stars..

Here you are, my moon; so bright
Like a lantern in the dark
I might've been good for the universe was pleased
Overlapping lives, it has given thee
Ooh.. ohh.. For the universe was pleased
*It has given thee.

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In the leaf there lies—
A bold anatomy, knowing,
Veined structure exploding
Like a star, pale flash ignites
Turning into burnished gold,
Starting as dear light, loosed
Spark, coming into blessed
Being, ever before even old
Gender, a little hand growing
Open, set free before stark,
Innocence, actual as truth,
As an offering to the sun.
.

His hair beams dark gold glitter
like it memorizes sunshines.
No wonder why it always feels like summer
when my fingers surf between them.