i've gone through hell and back again to chart the skies of a divine entity twinkling intermittently against the black abyss of outer-space
fragments of life light years away effervescently evanescent reminders of a faction still vying for truth and hope and love in an apathetic galaxy of snakes and liars and frauds
a meteoric rise that shatters the atmosphere at just the sight of hair dyed black as the darkest corners of our infinite cosmos
pardon me if my breath catches on the lip i bit subconsciously if you think these cheeks have flushed with pink you should hear the heart that shudders beneath my chest at the manifestation of beauty exquisitely expressed in that solitary photograph
more than a mere image of memory frozen momentarily in time this snapshot simultaneously sets you free and captivates me a symphony of liberty marching 1,096 miles away to the sure and steady beat of your own drum
you look like a thunderstorm and i am almost afraid of how much i want your rain to fall on me and your electricity to tumble down my spine until i'm deaf and dumb and blind but even still i'll chase the lightning