Experiential and sensation
Mixed with a desire to connect
A wonder regarding where its going
And very much
The fear that I'll forget
Scribble, scribble, scrawl it quick
The moment turns like a television set
Onward with the next

When the air is cold, and the night is darkest, because the clouds refuse to let the stars shine.

When the quiet sound at last is heard, echoing atop the snow.

When there is a will within and a will for me.

To return to you, with words anew.

Because all of the quietness of the calming nights and winters resting urn, cannot separate you from my thoughts.

Regardless and above.

The stars still burn.

You cannot compare yourself to them -- Be it anyone, sibling or self -- Because God cares not about the framework you desire -- Or the shape or the size of your house -- But God looks inward, with the truest intent -- So does man fail to see past the skin - Because God builds a house in the heart of all hope -- And that hope is where contentment begins.

Careful we
Must always be
Not to isolate ourselves
Because the mind may think
That it's best to fall
From the reasons of former self
But prepared for such things
Inevitably
Lest we are not
Or never will
Be
Ready to concur the former self
To maximize you
Is to challenge through the eyes
Of me

And you want to get lost in the recesses of your mind? There is only you there, what do you expect to find?

Staring into the eyes of life

And to be not afraid of another day

Is the essence of a man most confidence

And to hold it confidently in such a way

So as not shake or waver within

Or to back away from the wall of change

But a change as it is, is a chance to remain

And to never break from your life's first gaze

If you are the dawn
Awake and alive
Then I am the moment of the day which breaks
And turns into the bitter night

My own masked by starlight
Your left alone crowned with a sparkling retina alive

It's to you that I turn
At the end of all things
When the day first began to realize its own light

We are young and alive
Ever ready to strive
Towards the hours invested within, without sight

Hope beyond all hope to be
Smile in earnest objectivity

Stand aside
Walk away
Drink a tall alone in stay with room for milk

And scribble furiously at me
Be it not at all

For within some distance
Far away
As a hope for me I feel called to say

Or with half an ask

That I hope though know that you're okay

Dreams are...
Like the stars
Unreachable but
Still embedded
Within existence

So my memories tell me
"Wow indeed"
Because she kissed like it was with the last breath of eternity