I don’t like my name but I love the way it sounds next to yours. There are billions of things I’ll never understand, like the time, and space, and why I love you as much as I do. I may not understand much, but the way your lips move when you say my name, darling that solves all of nature’s and man’s mysteries combined.

If I could still shut my eyes tight in a stroller
gliding through an amusement park,
with the belief that death won’t ever lay a cruel finger on me,

If I could only see the way your words twirl in the air,
complement mine over the satellite waves of our hearts
When we speak, our words collide and dance, and billions of atoms split into two.

You are the goal I’m trying to reach,
all I want to sense and suffer through
The world surrounds us with it’s restless prying
I am joyed with you beside me, I feel right, I feel glory


Romulus is the son of Mars,
you’re beautiful

unfinished