microscopic turmoil
a distruption in the ripple of time
somehow the stars have aligned
a chaotic miracle, a change of destiny
the love story of two starcrossed lovers
with an ending never here before witnessed
the inmorata and inmorato no longer have to hide their amour
starcrossed lovers have become star aligned
oh what a waste of a beautiful time.

Now once revived in bed I lay to sleep,
Now once revived from bed to life so steep.
Then many changes found in like came seen,
Then many changes pierced my skin so keen.

To see the world in eyes of colored pen,
For blind are but the eyes of alien,
Do **** the future in reality,
And do not look on past as fallen tree.

Then magnet comes and mind goes through all hell,
And grasping then I feel my opposite:
My brain, my heart, not human I could tell.

Now calculation builds the blocks of mind,
And life and death consuming all I knew,
My world in this new body I must find.

Fighting for the right
or the left, praising
heroes and heroines,
They scorn all villains.

Time for a breath of air,
weighing their own ways.
Are they being honest with
their harmonies of opposites.

Morning sun and evening star
Never close but never far

A love just starting to bloom
The kind that never needs to pause or resume

One's love is bursting at the seams
The others is quiet yet always softly gleams

Their touch is long awaited
Yet their meetings never go as dictated

Although neither one seem to mind
For to the world they are blind
For all their thoughts and feelings were currently intertwined

A morning sun and evening star
Always leads to a love that's kind of bizarre
Yet to them no other love is on par

Morning sun and evening star
I pray your love goes far