I would rearrange the stars in the sky if it gave me a wishful chance, Reignite the fire in your eyes that once illuminated what I had lost, If I dove backwards into the clepsydra of time I’d weather whatever cost, Changes the melody of our song & prolong this Ephemeral Dance.
For all the times we’ve spent on yearning each other’s bodies; tracing lifelines on each other’s skin — to kissing all the specks of stars on our tongues. I would’ve waited an eternity for a far-flung reality than end the flickers of wonder that is you. Taking you all in. The beauty. The absurdity. The other side of fear. Oftentimes disheartening. And knowing that nothing is ever promised. Waging wars on myself To let go of the hope burning inside me. Running towards trepidation. Gasping for air, of time running out.
You’ve managed to weasel your way throughout my day again. Not as much as before, but still.
I could read it all from the earliest of times To the most modern i could listen to it all The jazz and all the drums and the soft whispers Of love, and I could see all the mountains and All the empty spaces, to know the difference between the Mathematical infinities and reality or could i? The Mississippi in winter, the desert in summer full Of nothing but non emptiness to think or know The physical is finite And I can sleep good tonight. I feel like propane I feel like nothing and could be Just a comma before the unknown Following the amazing and breath taking Without breath, spineless and speechless The reaction takes place and does all Not at all and even then it's up to opinion If it all matters or even if matter exists It could be just an illusion for all you know Now