Flying in the stars
It's kind of a blissful thing
It's like touching that which cannot be touched
It's like first love
It shocks my nerves into complete paralysis
A gateway
An addiction
Crystals, floating
Take it or not
I'll float,
Both involuntarily and willingly
I've shocked those watching
The eyes that disappear as the lights beneath me fade
A dimension between reality and heaven
I'll die if I stay here
Rusty anchors keep me from flight
But yet I stay ungrounded in the midst of my bliss
Oh my soul, keep me among the stars.

I fall in love
Over and Over
But only with the memories
of what were,
but never will be.

A stale red slowly drips off,
Off of the thorns that try to reach her
They may grow north
Never reaching the delicacy she radiates

I see in white
As does the rose
The velvet catches me
And I see through drops on the pedals

She slowly spins
A beauty so pure
Time stops
As she walks

I step on dark ripples
Dancing below my soles
Falling colors try to reach me
But this kind of white can never be stained

Dying cream pedals begin to flake
And they fall
The reveal her glow underneath
Her stem never lacks life

I've been revived
And I've been redeemed
And now I see
As does the Rose