Why won't time just
s l o w   t h e   *******   d o w n
for once?

Walking along this winding path makes her  feels isolated and the absolute loneliness makes her more afraid.

Each move is made so carefully in the anticipation  that the pandemonium will surely invade.

When will she know which way  to go, when will it be clear to her which turn she must take to be  free.

The courage that will guide her home is there buried inside but sadly she just can't see.

A force much more powerful than she may ever realize is flowing thru her body now.

She struggles to be all that they expect her to be but her problem is she can't even begin to fathom how.

with every starry sky,
i still search for the big dipper.
stripping the constellations
searching for something bigger
than the compilation of love
or whatever it was
that we feathered through the sand that night.

that was the last time that we were together
you and i
lonesome
under the moonless sky
seen only by the eyes of God.
guided only by the light
and the might of the stars,
no matter where you are:

with every starry sky,
i still search for the big dipper.

every time our eyes collide
the constellations quiver
every time
you look into my eyes
i see you riding the tides of my skies
sliding along the slopes of my little dipper
abiding the strokes of my heart to beat quicker
searching for something bigger
than the compilation of love
or whatever it was
that we feathered through the sand that night.

that was the last time that we were together.
the weather has shifted many times since then,
it has now been awhile.
yet, still now
the compilation of your smile
is the only pile of shine
that can blind the vastness of my mind

every time

you look at me

i drown in the vastness of the seas
that flood the skies of your eyes
with every starry sky,
i still search for the big dipper.
upon it,
when both our eyes linger
i can feel the shiver
of the astronomical quiver

when i'm guided by the stars,

you never feel quite so far.