Hey! What's that under your house.
A hole, a swirl, perhaps a spiral below.
It sounds a lot like humming bee wings.
Like a colony singing in harmony.
It feels warm when you get close to it.
A warm place indeed.
But I see what you have done here.
A sinister plot you scheme.
The hums are they.
They are coming.
Coming for us in this Hot month of May.
But they are not coming!
For they have already arrived.
In our lungs in our hearts they make us all die.
This hole, this swirl, this spiral below.
Has been around since the beginning.
Taking all of our souls.
Its what makes it whole.

Its not quite what you think..
The surface is as dark as night..
You can even see the stars above..
The life here is made of fire..
The birds, the lizards, the caterpillars that turn into fiery butterflies..
Even the flowers  look like stars..
The waters are made of light..
Cool to the touch..
They heal all..
And give life back..
Its then I start to remember how I got here..
Back on Earth I was asleep..
I then saw a strange light from above..
In a dream..
I stepped into the light..
And saw light angels within..
But what I thought were angels were simply the people of the sun..
It took about 8 minutes to get to the sun..
They walked with me on the surface of the sun..
To them I shined brighter than anything there..
But truly I was returning home..
I was their son..

I thought of you last night.. While all the stars aligned in our sky.. The beginning has started all over again.. Lets scatter the stars together..

I am in love,
My dear,
With a moment
We never had.
I marvel,
My dear,
At the possibilities
In our future.
I dream,
My dear,
Of the day we lie
Side by side.
I hope,
My dear,
For our night,
All in white.
I know,
My dear,
I'll dance in your arms
Some beautiful night.