Restlessly comes the passion
pouring out of me like the moonlight
even if we were to never speak again
something inside me has been awoken
the time of mundane long forgotten.

I wish to gaze at the universe with you
the possibilities under the sky eternal
like a wave the calm rushes over me
resonating unlike ever before
felt by this skin and these bones.

Startling sometimes the stars in my eyes
hardly daring to imagine the reality
of symmetry and solidity
so perfectly we intertwine
with pure, white light.

How intriguing to comprehend
what causes the symptom of small butterflies
spinning around in dizzy circles
half asleep, lucid dreaming
dancing with smiles on their wings.