as the birds flies past the two lovers
kissing under the sagging sun

there's whisperings in the wind & the trees
seem to understand each other

flow, flick, finger, fever

scrolling through the time and space as if leaves blow in an autumn curl,
following the frozen path to dissipate into the next leafs' static swirl.

this is my life. but who are all those smiling faces
we once heard in Jasmin moonlight embraces

i was there. i feel it in my tightened fist, and insistent tug on the heart.
it was before, shared conversation and experience is expelled far apart.  

Separated, inside 50 million distances. blurred between misty lakes of remembrance.
was it even real, those best times of my life pristined to thumb-nailed irreverence.

living in binary invisibles flourishing to never be free
longingly - they will always remember me.

it's in the stars  
it's inside of you
its knowing of who
its winner scars
it is my fight
it is my birthrite

What is? the particles
They wouldn't have known,
We wouldn't have ever experienced them.

The Music journeyed into whispered dreamy comforts.
Across tides of feeling without touching,
where time stands still. ebbing over curves.
We're here together forever clutching ,  
when love is fill. heart always preserves.
No past, no time, no now. just one moments.

A salacious echo, love
traced our heart, ache
this feeling of you, I can't shake

you and me and
forever lust:
a complicated series of almost us

I fall asleep
with your name on my lips
a new day
with whispers of your kiss

Pink rainbows tickle
Unicorn code flicker
run free run free

she couldn't let him go, she was just a little butterfly who had the heart of the universe.

"eight hundred and forty four times a lifetime"

there is a sensation rising
when she smiles, he knows
and sings along
to open hearted flows

'it is weird' they say
my brain knows only itself
it giggles and plays