I feel like we're growing further apart,
Myself and the shore, that is.
Maybe,
I'm so disconnected with the mainland
It's all just surface beauty
Whereas the sea
Is empty
Vacant and desolate
But only on the surface
Its beauty,
Much like my own,
Takes effort to see.
You have to be willing to dive
To break the surface tension
Allow yourself to be overcome by it
To see what it has to offer.
People in my life are like ships,
They skim over my empty exterior
Just enough of themselves submerged to be worth keeping around.
They're all looking for their personal ports.
With time will find them.
While they're looking for ports,
I'm looking for someone to dive head-first into my heart.

If I could do it all again, I probably wouldn't.

I'm just after the corner
two bodies and four glasses away
I hear your voice and
I try to distinguish your words,
we've changed so much
so I can't understand what you're saying
then you pause and
your laugh fills my ears,
tiny pieces come together and
form a picture with you smiling
all from different places where
our memories are boxes full and closed,
and my heart jolts of joy.
I am happy for you.

if you were a dream
I'd like to never woke up
because only there
I can kiss you good night
and stay up all night.

An eagle flies high, beyond the mind's sky,
above the purple dawn over the Himalayan snow white  it flies,
soaring above the trident peak, where Shiva with Shakti dance
to be one with the essence of all, in resonance with the cosmos.