Boundaries vanish in the night sky
Begetting personal aims
Each sunset relative by possession
Dreams should not be tamed.
I feel as if I’m mourning you
When I should be rejoicing
Your presence opens up ideals
I had given up on voicing.
I’d been wishing on infinity
to reveal one of your stature.
Wouldn’t have fathomed a meeting like ours
to free fall my soul’s disaster.
Though you resonate my fury,
With the absence guaranteed;
Also dimming down my worries
wanting you is unfathomable greed.
Deprivation, fabrication.
Knowing we can’t be
Flutters optimism out and in
Through dreams we waking flee.
no words needed to sustain
intensity roots in growing pain
we decompose set notions.
we narrate all motions
to call upon occasion
my bitter sweet abrasion.