Perhaps you and I are an eclipse
and our life spans are the time before and after it. As to make sure it only happens once.

And we will glance at one another for a long moment before our fingertips slip through the space between our hands like desert sand.

One last time I will tell you how the stars were always just the light in your eyes, shining through the cracks in my bedroom ceiling and I was merely the darkness inside the room.

If I could stand on my tippy-toes, the way you like it, I would lasso planet HAT-P-7b and place it in your chest between those stars that made you.

But you will vanish from my sight and take my universe with you. And I, spacebound, will travel another 7 years into the next lifetime to find your arms around me in the morning.

Even if our next eclipse lasts only 7 minutes and 31 seconds.

You were the girl of my dreams,
only you weren't exactly what you had seemed.
One of these days I will finally listen,
everyone and the stars told me it was too good to be true.

There were stars
They were above us
And in our eyes
There we stars
As your hands gently rested on my hips
And mine were clasped behind your neck
There were stars
As we gently swayed back and forth
And the cool fall air
Pushed us closer for warmth
There were stars
In the way that you looked at me
And in the way that I looked at you
There were stars
in our souls
And in the way that we loved
There were stars

And the Sun turned your way
right on cue ...
All of God's creatures ... singing ...
singing along with you.

Grasses all greener
wherever you have walked.
Every ear turned and listened ...
listened when you talked.

Such a joy to watch your dance,
making the sky so blue.
All of the flowers dancing  ...
dancing along with you

And every night the moon is ...
everywhere you are.
Your eyes, like pools of purest water ...
catching every falling star.

My heart, comfortably captive ...
right there in your hands.
Just to see you smile ...
and know deep down, that yours understands.

I will always be where you are
every moment throughout time.
No distance, emotion, problem or utterance
could keep your heart from mine.

For you too, in such a special place
will forever live in my heart.
I've searched for the words to express this to you ...
This poem ... my humble start.

For it is known
as the red gliding hand
wearing a leather glove
filling my body with sand.

Hitherto, a mortal cue.
I'll watch the stars
in search of signs.
The brightest light, he told me
it's in the tunnel at the end.

I didn't want to believe him
It couldn't be true
that when the clocks strike twelve
my body falls to crumbs.

Like bread with seeds
you'll spread butter over me
paint me black and
hammer my bones to a board.

Then, when the coffin lid shuts
Plunging my soul into the void
Will god lift me up?
with his red gliding hand

For now, i go...

to the mortal watch.
Where my cells no longer grow.

Flying on forever


I’m flying on the edge forever,
Searching for a brighter future.
I can see the picture of an angel inside my mind
And now I have to find a way to meet her.


Burning out, fading away; love must come to save the day.
Shooting stars only crash into their own grave.
I will build her a house we can live in and age;
If only I could take her to it, then maybe things would change.


Some of us lie, some of us fly;
Some of us are living on borrowed time.
The future is not certain to be there when we arrive,
But the past is firmly in the past where it belongs,
So please just let me get on with my life.


We are in search of a forever love, forever more!
Fallen love angels who scorn are left behind;
Forever alone in fields of thorns, left alone to mourn.


There is a dust storm up ahead, so I must look my best,
Because when I do finally meet her, my love I will confess.
Eventually she will see me appearing through the mist;
I cannot allow this chance of true happiness to be missed.


(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

Stars


The stars align when I breathe in your light;
You allow me to become what I want to be, when you become mine.
There is just you and I on this planet of ours
And in your eyes the stars shine.


Everybody is a ghost, just a memory to us;
They can only be seen but never touched.
They can be brought back into existence, but only if we trust.
A higher being is said to have created the stars from dust.


There have been lights in the sky for what seems like a lifetime;
Forever they have been there and there they will stay.
One day we may see a change in the skyscape;
But nothing has changed in an age.


(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.