Nothing ever felt so full As our universes colliding in the void. Nothing ever felt softer Than your voice gliding through me.
So you’re off to find your guiding light. Yours imbued me with love like gravity. Oh lighthouse burning out, wherever shall I go? Whoever shines for you; luckier than charm!
Know this: Nowhere ever felt like home Until I was invited into yours. No one ever delighted as I did, In searching the depths of your heart. The death of mine in turn. Imagine it as I cannot. No soul ever yearned for yours more than mine. My eyes for yours full of life, now forlorn. I can never picture this again if they don’t return.
I feel the gravitational pull The tiredness that seeps deep in the bones I feel the center of the Earth Calling for my descent. A sluggish state of living Where things must churn forward But rip bits of me off as I attempt to resist Being swallowed by despair. Seemingly impossible to make it anywhere This downward force, my greatest enemy, As it’s the only thing keeping me grounded.
There are two opposing things that define me: a poignant in eulogy, a melancholia in a deep blue sky and a parallel and current; it is boundless.
My love is an empty cage, grown in an innocent body, tearing flesh by flesh, yearning mouth by mouth, a chest is a garden full of butterflies, my veins is a vial of momentary currents and curves molded to each caresses of something that lingers.
These parallels are a loose thread that bounds a brokenness, and on each pull of the gravity, I would ache to skin and bone.
I want the moon that captures your gaze and leaves you breathless I want the stars that fall from the skies to your tongue I want to swirl around the galaxies within your eyes and fly through the voids of your drifting to sleep I want the suns of your afternoons that bring your smile I want the orbits of our memories to complete fast revolutions I want the comets that soar to face us in the same direction I want the planets to align for you I want the gravity to bring us closer
Yee haw I haven’t written anything in a HOT minute so here we go
Gravity and reality are one and the same. Both will bring you down regardless of your name. But staying grounded isn't the worst thing to happen in a world where people can clip your wings as they make you think they're help you fly to the heavens.
Here is an exercise to help you learn a little bit more about where we are and what acts on us:
Pour yourself a bath, as luxurious as can be. Put in the salts, the oils, the fragrances, the bubbles…
Make sure you pour it hot, as hot as you can handle when you dip in that first cautious toe…
Slide in up to your chin and soak in quietude while your muscles untie their knots and you lose yourself to that dreary form of half-awake relaxation.
After a time, your tranquil state will become a quiet form of discomfort. The body will begin to simulate a rising fever as your temperature moves upward towards equilibrium with the water, the stomach will start to feel unsettled and you will have had enough.
Now, here comes the test:
Remove the drain plug and remain motionless, unresponsive, as the water slurps down around you.
Your body will fall as the water drains, folding and bending gravity packing you down molding you into cast of the tub you are laying in. When the water is fully drained and your rubbery, warm muscles are stripped of their recent buoyant freedoms, you will feel with full awareness the immensity of that Universal force that acts on us without rest.
It’s amazing that we aren’t all in exceptional shape.