Oct 2018
The ritualistic movements, the way she waved with her broken smile.
She wanted to be illuminated, but I was too far in the shadows, beneath the earth in Some primordial vault.
Perhaps our worlds were two different, perhaps our inability to think past our own planet caused The dissolution of sanctity.
O sweet angel, when you move west don’t forget about the eastern coast, don’t forget about our hands and how they fit, don’t forget about the innumerable tress, and how we got lost on those mountain paths, Don’t forget how I looked into your eyes and saw Olympus.
Are union was built, but like Rome, or Carthage, Things fall apart as time pushes toward the ever present power of finality
She wanted to be illuminated, but I was too far in the shadows, beneath the earth in Some primordial vault.
Perhaps our worlds were two different, perhaps our inability to think past our own planet caused The dissolution of sanctity.
O sweet angel, when you move west don’t forget about the eastern coast, don’t forget about our hands and how they fit, don’t forget about the innumerable tress, and how we got lost on those mountain paths, Don’t forget how I looked into your eyes and saw Olympus.
Are union was built, but like Rome, or Carthage, Things fall apart as time pushes toward the ever present power of finality
