When I look into myself
I see what I have felt

I miss her kisses
when I am falling asleep

I miss her love
Even though I've yet to receive

I miss my misses
Even though it's yet to be

I miss
And missing is half of being me

The other half
Is the appreciation
Of everything
I've ever been

And To be

And to have

Ever

Received

They rise and fall
But they don't realize
The entirety of the universe
Above themselves
Except in their relationship
To all else

Not at least until the waves break

And the wave breaks still

I'd say I'm too young
To feel so much pain

But only if I wasn't
Just old enough

A perfect person
In a perfect world
On a perfect day

A perfect life
Lived in a perfect way
While thinking of something perfect to say

A perfect mess
Held in the perfect caress
When perfect-less-ness had it's best

A shadow falls on the stable mass
Light waves beaming in
The eyes dilate to see

What ever does the dream dream?

The flow follows the whole

Another perfect gathering upon the perfect soul

Why do they hurt each other so
If love is all that they've known?

I see the sight begin to focus
In the light of another who has spoken

There's perfect

And then there's

Perfectly broken

A heroes journey never ends
It just waits to begin again

A scholars class never commenced
It just waits for the new minds to tend

A broken heat never dies
It just waits for the time to mend

The spirit never pretends
It just waits for the soul it lends

To be a part of the whole

Once and for all

Once

And once

Again

The good works in the shadow
To bring it to light