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Sep 2014
My heart leaned into listen as your eyes began to speak
Your low warm voice softly kissed my ears,
Setting my cheeks afire, a cherry glow
This is new, but the idea of us seems written in the stars, stamped for eternity

Your breath on the nape of my neck wraps me in you, a captive of your charm
Hearts beating, thoughts float with ease from me to you
     I’ve known you for always, written in my soul was a role for you, it seemed we confirm the stars and plunge into a lifelong pact of love
Vulnerable moments, countless memories
The stars fate seems fatally miscalculated
What we had was love, what we hold is hope, what we forced ruined both
     You wanted to work, repair the permanent damage I’d created
But there’s a truth inside that whispers our confirmed stars were a lie, or at least that’s what our human touch has turned them into
She’s not my love because she’s not you but we can’t go back; we’ve meant to much already, a lifetime of commitment in half the time
The boys will be alright
Someday they’ll gaze into their own stars and learn a little to late the precise art of love and fate
How the heart is good for one big shot, but even the brightest, strongest, truest of stars burn out
The speed of light isn’t fast enough to prevent the mess we’ll make
Love is real, but lust is more intoxicating
Don’t worry for the time ticking out on this omniscient statement it spans past all time: love is alive only after we die
- From A Journey of Self to Self
Chris Hollermann
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