Falling in place with the universe

I am falling in love
And I am not alone

You glow under the starlight
You're my star boy
And we dance

There's no gravity pulling on my heart
There's you pulling on my hair

I don't feel trapped at all
even with your grip around me tight.
I gasp for air
And I explode,
Explode with pleasure, passion, satisfaction

Now with eyes wide open
I see this all flash before my eyes.
I look into your eyes
There's still stars in them.
You blink and stardust falls from your lashes.
And it makes me realize I've dreaming with eyes open.

Thank you
I'm sorry
Please forgive me
I Love You

Why did you agree to do it..
It was a risk , but perhaps
I would have done
The same
Not knowing
It's what happens now
That matters
May we Be as Humans
For our Faith
And Angels
For Loves Hope

I opened the cage
of my ribs for you,
To reveal my softly beating
heart and all that lay
within it.

But you? No.

Your heart is still encased
in that cage of yours.
I can hear it,
each beat reverberating
in your chest.
Yet, I cannot see it.

Maybe you're just shy,
Or
Maybe I just don't hold
the key to the cage
around your heart.

We hate good-byes, yet we say it too often. After a phone call. After a visit. When classes end. When we leave a restaurant. Perhaps these tiny good-byes are said too much to prepare us for the greater good-byes of the future.

But isn't it just strange how the things we hate are often what our mouths are full of? And with the same mouth we whisper the sincerest 'I love you's'.

We love. And the ones we love leave or the love we have leaves us as time passes by. Perhaps it is not good-byes we hate. Perhaps good-byes, themselves, aren't painful at all. 'Cause maybe it is the loving that we hate but we never truly admit it. 'Cause maybe all along we knew, with loving comes good-byes, and that idea is what's painful.

In the beginning it was hell
you couldn't tell
that our existence wasn't yet stale
but actually pale by comparison
thought never to combat again.
bang goes the earth
never to be the same again
Changed again
astranged again to the new upright walking beings
as different as it seems
it's still the same
burried secrets that still remain
and we learn to sustain
never knowing that we are the bane
of our beatutiful earth
not aware of its worth
consuming its girth
as time runs out we start to dectect
our selfishness and neglect
for the very thing we were made to protect.

as the earth deals with its adversity
we decrease our carcinogenicity
start respecting our maternity
but time can only heal the relationship of earth and humanity

a.s.