lost in your eyes, your smile,
          your laugh

over and over, it all seems to fall apart
          but in a blink of an eye it gets
          stitched back
          over and over it happens
          just like that

riches in actions and gestures
          you show

every little thing is made more
          precious by you

zenith, the peak, the best, the bold
         but still quite unsure

oh how i wish our future together
         is as definite as the sun sharing
         it's light with the moon

Guilty Am I of Decline
pressured by the rain
dancing within the fire

It's another band aid on a bullet wound,
Looking thru the eyes of the gate keeper.

Spiraling into the warmth of the beams in this cold world.
Revolutionary heat from the sphere of influence nears,
billions of years held in place by the crescent of our connection.

The last flicker of light,
the last inferno Blazing to ignite these hours of darkness.
Burning out the zenith into the black hole that is to swallow this Fear and sadness that gives birth to our aggravation, never ever to admit we are afraid.