I take what I can
I steal looks
Laughs
Smiles
Touch
All, just to imitate
What would have been, had you and I
Worked out
Just as my dreams said they would
But all in vain, as these moments are everything but reality
I cherish each, nonetheless
Every second
Minute
Hour
Day
That I happen to create these moments
And although my mind has come to terms
With what is and what isn't
The heart lags in all aspects, including rationality
So forgive me, for I simply can't help it
I take what I can
And I take it with time indefinite

I nap in hopes of dreams with you
Just to catch another glimpse of
Those eyes that know no malice
But eyes mysterious they are
For I know not of their color
Hidden beneath skin shaped in such matter
That they appear as but lines upon a canvas
As do the dots upon your skin, soft to the touch
Asthma, under the guise of freckles
But in truth, my breath would be the one
Taken away by all your being, a cure inconceivable
Bizarre, however, how vivid you appear
As dreams leave only the fuziness
Your presence within is as fleeting as slumber
And I awake, disturbed yet hopeful
As another day is another try to return to dreamland
And perhaps chance upon you

As the light flooded into the room as water does a glass
I found myself
No, rather, caught myself
Gazing upon features I once sought out
Illuminated halo all around, ethereal almost
But unaware of my presence, to my relief
You had much on your mind, it seemed
Looking out into the throng of
Beings, all occupied with their devices
And their conversations, with voices chaotic in unison
Were of volumes unbearable
Yet you, in all your splendor
Were all I could hear

I look up
Into the heavens and I wonder
How ***** of gas and chemicals
Grow to sizes unimaginable
And live for eons
Only to burst into intergalactic lightshows,
Lose those lights altogether
And become darkness itself
How planets, much like our own Mother
But lightyears away and seemingly devoid
Of intelligent life forms
Continue to exist in shared space and time
Yet to be explored by the human race
How the universe
Shrouded in mystery; the final frontier perhaps
Growing exponentially larger by the second
Houses what we call "home"
Which, in comparison, is nothing
A tiny speck on the canvas of life
I look back down and I wonder
How is it that, despite our insignificance to the heavens above,
How seemingly meaningless our existence is
To the stars and planets beyond our reach
That I have found home
In warm smiles
In long embraces
In gentle words and phrases
In all these little, "insignificant" things
I have found all the more significant

The universe, in all its majesty
In all its beauty and grandeur
Is quite bothersome, confusing almost
It decides without you
It does not think of you
It cares not for you
It throws at you things horrible and unimaginable
It takes you by the hand one moment
The next by your neck
And leaves you gasping
Clutching onto dear life
Yet, in all its cruelness
Owes you absolutely nothing

Good drink, good music, good company, no blackout

Nights like these heal the soul worn-out

In the grand scheme of things,
Forget not that life was not to be rushed
And whatever tomorrow, or the next day, brings
In Him should we forever trust