Like the millions of stars
Which shine late at night
Each star cast adrift in space
Following its own flight
Or the millions of grains of sand
Which scatter the beaches and sea
Blown by wind or washed by water
Each following its own destiny
So scatter the tiny fragments
Of my broken heart
Broken by a man who shot
Askew with Cupids Dart
Now I'm left in the shadows
Of a love that could have been
Wondering aimlessly like a ghost
Searching for the scene of its crime...

I have a strange
      black
         cat,
      with bright
   green eyes,
and a curved back
   but truly strange
      is it's
         At
            Ti
               Tude
that all reason
                  defies

Brains out
   wired wrong
Inclined to see the dark
     And shadows
       But
   We forget
That we only see shadows
     because the sun was shining
And we only know sweet joy
   Because we tasted
     Bitter pain

We all survive
Till the day we dont
Then who's left survives
Till the day they don't

Relaxing to the core

Watching the blanket of stars
   decorating the sky above me

Smelling the soft scent of plants
   as the wind caresses my face

Listening to chirping crickets
   competing in the darkness

Tasting the absolute nostalgia
   so palpable on the night air

Feeling the powerful silence
   of the earth beneath me

And of course giving in return
   as mosquitoes join my therapy