As I swiped right,
At the heart of new love.
At the new age escape,
For finding one another.

I read new stories,
Repeated many times before.
I read of many interests,
Common to all other.

In their sense of uniqueness,
I found a deep sense of similarity.
Sort of like a deja vu of love,
Of experiences and expectations.

The people in poses,
Too perfect for perfection.
Like a common photographer,
Walked around selling profiles for a dollar.

The love we found,
To seemed too defeated.
Like the last resort,
Trying to make a new beginning.

But here we find happiness,
Albeit in secret.
As we cook up stories,
For our beginnings.

Love I suppose,
Needs new escapes.
In today's destructive,
And timeless age.

So here’s me,
In with a new concept of love.
Not one with a woman, girl or being.
But with a concept new altogeather.

We are victems of circumstance,
Of situations and places.
While you kiss her,
I kiss the sky.

A meteor shower,
Yes, bullets in the sky.
Our hearts align,
You and I, Me, Us.

I have never been short of words,
Until they were snatched away from me.
Like tongs on the stove,
With a fist full of marshmallows.

I loved you more then her,
But I loved you only because of her.
The lost souls,
Within this black hole.

Airports.
Aren't they wonderful.
The most beautiful things on earth really.
Someone once said, "if you want to see true joy or sorrow, visit an airport".
As I sit here in sheer uncertainty of my whereabouts for the next 24 hours. All I can really think of is, how lucky I am to be stranded in one of the most emotive places on earth.

'As pretty as an Airport', Tattooed across the legs of a dear friend who taught me the joys of travel through her exquisite stories. Today I embark to make my own with all the plots and twists that lead you to love a perfectly chaotic book. The uncertainty of where, when and even with whom.

Oh joyous wonder. Oh grateful wanderlust.

Hi.
I saw you sitting there,
Alone and confused.
You're new here,
Aren't you?

Let me help you,
I'll show you around.
I'll be your friend.
Hey, I'm having some friends over,
Why don't you come?

Hi.
How've you been?
We've been meeting so often,
I feel foolish even asking this.
Let's go for a movie,
Just you and I?
I'll pick you up by 8.

Hi.
Last night was fun,
Let's do it again?
Are you going to the party tonight?
You are!
See you there.

Hi,
Where'd you disappear last night?
Ooh really?
And you stayed at his place?
Oh. Well hope you had fun.

Hi,
Sorry I've been so aloof,
A lot happening at work.
Hope you're doing well?
So, how's the guy from the party?
Really? You broke up? Hope you're fine?

Hi,
Want to grab a drink tonight?
Ooh. You're going out with friends?
Sure, some other time.

Hi,
I know you're busy.
But I have to say this,
It's been stewing in me for far too long.
I love you.
I've loved you since the day I saw you wrapped in your stole sitting in the corner.
I've loved the nonsensical 3am calls.
I've loved hearing about your plans and problems and dishing out at friends and lovers alike.
I've always loved you!

Hi,
.......
.......
.......

Bye.

Look down my child,
At this world below.
It's made for you,
A toy, a home.

I've filled it with colour,
With joys and grimes.
With curious creatures,
And weather alike.

It's vast and deep,
And it's even got sheep.
Though I'm not fond of the name,
It sounds kind of lame.

So I'll give you choice,
And plenty of noise.
Free will and likes,
To help you do right.

Don't fret my child,
For you wouldn't be alone.
I'll make you more,
With more of you.

And just for the flavour,
I'll even give you colour.
But all of them,
Would be all of you.
Not one different,
Except just in hue.

Now sleep my child,
And dream of pretty things.
Like Beatles and Music,
And all that you'll build.

And when you awaken,
You'll feel kind of lone.
But remember you're everywhere,
And here you'll always find a home.

The night was young,
So very young.
The moon bashfully peeped,
From the clouds above.
Still unsure,
If it was her cue,
In what was the longest,
Play in history.

We sat on the roof,
Or was it a veranda?
A whisky in our hand.
The cool white drops,
like silver tears,
The type you're not sure,
Are of joy or pain.
Usually a bit of both.

As I took a sip,
You talked to no one in particular,
About nothing in particular.
Laughing at a joke,
Which only you got.
But I laugh along,
Just to see your smile,
Widen a little more.

A drizzle fills,
Our emptying glass.
Longing for more,
Poisonous lust.

As the bottle drowns,
All our sorrows.
The rain covers us,
To forget tomorrow.

As you grow quit,
And look up above.
The night grows silent,
An exasperated pause.

You sigh and whisper,
A loneful night.
You get up and leave,
Me with the night.

My eyes they follow,
Your every step.
And leave for them,
Nothing but a silhouette.

Goodnight my darling, dearest friend,
As i follow you down.
But to a different end.

I found balance,
In an infinite thought.
I found love,
In between a battlefield of lust.
I found beauty,
In a tornado of hate.
I found you,
In a crowded haze.

You turned my world,
The right side up.
You showed me the power,
And the Joy of Us.

Logic, it seemed,
Was for the single and ******.
It was now a game,
Of us against the world.

But even the silver lining,
Does eventually turn grey.
You packed your bags,
And flew out and away.

I stared into nothing,
Filling up on hate.
For eternity was mine,
But without you it turned grey.

The longer I exist,
The lesser I lived.
Till one fine day,
The flower changed to a scythe.

And that was the story,
My dear dark child.
Of death when he met beauty,
Who turned him to the dark side.