I went to the canyon
To see the sights
To read the writes
To meet the heights
The heights were high
The lows were right
But something didn’t click

The tears didn’t run
The breath wasn’t taken
Yeah it was cool but I’m not mistaken
I wanted to be blown off that cliff
But the wind fell short, the air was stiff

Never have I met my sense of awe
I hope we’ll meet someday
I’m holding out hope that I find my strike
That I’ll be blown away

You've always been able to do
That,
Fill my head with all these
Beautiful thoughts.
To the point that I feel
Like I am floating
Up in the sky where every
Cloud reminds me of you.
Sometimes I think it's funny.
Picturing myself as a balloon.
Swollen head.
Little body dangling below.
No matter how high I get,
Floating inside this love of yours.
I promise not to float too
Far away.
Knowing the sky is filled with
You

Words dripping in desire
like the oozing thickness of honey;
it's too sticky and hard for me to swallow.

Love is so strange at this altitude

I crave going downtown
Feeling your hair follicles against my tongue
I want a cup of tea when I wake up
With nothing but your morning breath in it
I want your odor to stick to my clothes

I used to hate the quiet
Whenever we were together
I feared an awkward pause
Would bury our love alive
And now I crave the silence
I wait for a memory to cross your mind
One you’ve never told me about
A chance to get to know you again.

I love hearing you let guilt off your chest
I want to dive
Deep into the crevices if your shame
Planting seeds of love in every nook and cranny

I hope your life is a buffet of achievements
I hope you cross the mind
Of every person who wronged you
I hope the most beautiful men
Can’t help but look into your eyes
I hope the sweat dripping out of your pores
Is filled with confidence

Love is so strange at this altitude

I hope we have the discipline
To handle our love responsibly

No, we don’t need it
Every second
Every hour
Or every day

I hope our love is a sacred home
A holy departure
From the trials and tribulations
Of everyday life
An invincible field of comfort
Which we can always fall into

Wow, love is strange at this altitude.

legs crossed

sitting silent

staring down

earth spins

axis slanted

ᴵᴹ ᴼᴺ ˢᴬᵀᵁᴿᴺ

axis slanted

earth spins

staring down

sitting silent

legs crossed

yes, up on a high place
yes, inside a *** of honey with sugar,
darling, i would
it’d be slow
and still too
in light pink
yellow
brown earth,
deep

blue,
blue, blue,
blue, blue
blue

and light

singing and thick hands
thick
hair thick

Welcome In --
bright ones say to me
they say to ME

‘Welcome In!’
‘Welcome In!’

Soothing dance of clouds
And guitar played by the breeze
A chandelier made of fireflies
Birds were the guest for that evening
That magical night was arranged
in heaven to witness the pure love story of
    Moon and stars..!!