Her eyes are the abyss I get lost in.

As I fall,
I search around me and
take in all the wonder.

Where am I?

What is this place?

I see something in the distance.

I start soaring towards it and
realized yet another wonder:

A bright green something was
flooding into this wondrous abyss
from an oddly shaped crack.

A winged-heart engulfed in green
throwing out sparks of white light
which I came to realize were memories.

The random reeled memories of one in love.

I glided forward,
against the strong current of energy.
I reached out and
laid my hand upon the crack.

Suddenly,
I was forced away as the light stopped
and the crack in the abyss disappeared.

I was thrown upward and
out of that mysterious abyss.

Her eyes are the abyss I was lost in.


Written by: Andrew D. Robertson