misses
missed
missing
marvels
mystery
maintains
mountounious
moun­taintops

more over than under
she still sees me crawling
perhaps she feels me
ask her


excuse me miss
have
you
that part

of my mind

of
one
line
same as love
ok miss
?
















...
..
..

what have you
with me
such
an
tree

she motions me
onward we go
she pushes
we pull
we
call

she is
so
lovely

she ****** me
through her seeds
now
we
are
growing
sweet dreams
harvesting starry ****
?




















...
..
.

A sickening silence slithered into a starry soul
Sending shame slinking into sight
Switching  starry souls
Who once shined bright
Into sorry souls who weep at night

As the sky looks back to return my surprise
With almost longing and lingering eyes
I am enchanted now by what I see
Just beyond the clouds within the sky  
Not a nebula of precarious height
But a collective unit (almost) organized
How they absolutely are and alive
How the creator created them all to burn
In such a particular direction and light
Would you repaint the picture that is my life?
To better reflect the collectedness
And the calmness found in this cold night

Some nights I can see that same star,
The same star we stared at together.

How could we be so calm staring at the dark blue sky next to each other?
My heart was raising, my eyes were dilatating,
But, the thought of having you by my side,
made me calm.

Some nights I think of that night, those kisses,
Those hugs, those "I love you"s , oh darling, that night.

I want you back, because your bones are made out of stars,
Your heart is made out of the nebula, and your brain, oh your mind,
It's made of a galaxy. A bright, big, beautiful galaxy.

Shall I keepm on staring at that star? Or should I wait for you?
Stars keep on showing up, but you haven't.