I'm stuck on this ride,
Can someone let me off?
I didn't even want on...
Cough cough.. cough cough...

You...

Oh my God...  You...

You, make me feel,
Like God placed inside of me.
Both the heaven and the earth.
And the galaxies in-between.

For, when I see you...
I feel the Milkyway and it's swirls.
Every sun tries to match you,
And the constellations, they unfurl.

The big and little dipper,
They swirl inside my space...
But they're no match for how I'm moved,
When a blushing grin, touches your face.

I can't recall when last,
My beaming love was this bright.
Chasing away darkness...
From every corner of the night.

And regardless where I go...
Or should I find you there.
My heart will forever hold you,
Keeping your presence always near.


So please...  Oh shiny thing...
Forever warm those on which you shine.

Fools, they may call us.
But that's okay...  That's just fine..

It's funny, how I can envision fantasy.
Daydream, or write, or make it said.
But visions of reality are just lacking.
As though what my eyes see,
Just won't go in my head.

It feels like my fates thread when created.
Was simply, thrown up and strung along.
With no thought, or consideration,
If when born weight, it could even stay strong.

And as I try, to follow said string.
Hoping I can use, just a little, to mend.
All that I've not seen as I've been packing.
Those little fantasies,
That are stuck in my head.

So I sit with virtual paper,
Pulled taught by the corners of my soul.
Writing my thoughts of sweet fiction.
To someone, I'll likely, never know.

A new year begins and reflection.
Grabs ahold of me.
Yeah I guess I'll hop on this trend.

It's hard not to think of my perception.
Of my life, out across life's ocean

I think of simply this last year.
But my thoughts, span a decade.

Of all of my trials and tribulations.
Of all of the choices, that I have made.

Of all the lessons presented.
Of the ones, I just might have learned.

Of all of my dreams and my wishes.
For all the things, that I have yearned.

I find, myself left wanting.
Wanting at this point, I know not what for.

Because, as these years have passed by.
I let extinguish, all the passion, that once burned.

So I think I find myself wanting.
In a reflection I couldn't help but start.

An ember found in the ashes.
The ashes, that once was my heart.