When I’m with you I can feel
the solar system orbiting inside
my soul, bright brilliant light
rising in exhilarating depths,
a gleaming gold globe sparking
glorious enchantment, earthy
eyes so heavenly serene, a
beaming fixation bursting
in a constellation of thrilling
cerulean hues, upbeat adjectives
booming in delight, crowned
paradise, a smooth drumming
pattern softly unraveling crystal
clear beats.

I remember late nights when you
used to spend the night at
my house sitting on the living
room floor, pecan brown eyes
filled with flight and freedom,
vibrant dreams and serenity,
almond hipped shoulders
in tune with the spinning
soundtrack, as I gently
massaged your head,
thin fingers wedged
in between brilliant
worlds, supersonic
galaxies spinning in sight
beyond Neptune and Venus.
And every part of my soul
was fading inside your
existence, cosmic cheeks
rising in upbeat melodies,
atomic hips over jazzy
diction, iconic infinities
grinding in timeless rewinds.

I’m remembering the pain, the day
we rode inside your vehicle for the
last time and you breathed in the
bassline from Ne-Yo’s song, Because
of You, letting it swing a beat in
the warm air, letting its inner rhythm
harmonize with your deep green eyes,
while I sat on the passenger side lifting
a little smile, my heart under the sea,
lost in this vibrant emotion, the years
it took to find an amazing friend to walk
into my life.  And the flooded thoughts were
escaping from beneath the surface, the wave
of tranquility stretched in shadows, the soft
breeze seeping inside my skin, longing to
rewind time and bring back the beautiful
beginnings where it first began, the day
when I first saw you sitting in the rocking
chair swaying back and forth with your head
towards the sky, watching the iridescent poetry
swirling in various melodies, while I gazed at
the dancing trees, how their hypnotic hues
hummed in both science and art,
how their creation of tunes flowed inside
my veins, reaching every distant vessel.  
There was a language of rotating rhythms
both enchanting and sparkling intensifying
underground.  And as I stared sideways at
your glowing presence, I knew inside my heart
that I had found the missing piece.  I know I must
move on, but a part of me still clings to the past,
holding onto that moment, the good times
when I felt like the world had
come to a pause.

How was I to know that when I
first met you that my heart
would fall in a world of hard
rhythms, broken bassline eyes
squeezed shut, shadowy lips
discolored and dreaming,
ghostly shoulders faded and
spinning, swirling sheet
of skin smothered in dust, as
I tried to distance myself away
from your drumming vibration.  
But as much as I tried to hide in the
shadows, I still found myself
sinking inside your lyrical content.
The naked notes were rising from
beneath the ground towards
flaming passion, programmed
layers bleeding bloodstained
hooks, hip twisting tracks
dancing in darkness, while
I inhaled your blazing nation,
every fast forward beat splitting
my soul into choked emotions.

For days I have been sneaking over
to my ex-boyfriend's house to watch
outside his windowpane at the
shimmering chemistry between him
and his new girlfriend, fastened fingertips
running deeply across chiseled cheeks,
arched collar bones, harmonic hips, the
wave of equations sparking their hearts
into various worlds far from my existence,
seamless speeches sifting in the air towards
some scintillating creation, smooth languid
rhythms stroking serene spaces, as I pressed
my face against the steamy glass window.  
I could hear the half-naked syllables lingering
in liquid languages, immense climaxes floating
in gleaming patterns, flesh-colored skin rising
beyond Saturn, over uncharted galaxies,
stepping inside timeless illuminations.  And as
I gazed at the graceful gestures, how every
sudden movement stung my soul, how every
moment hung over my head, every beginning
never ending, enchanting kisses and hugs
shattering my mind, every swelling desire
flaming my veins, insane smiles drunken
and rained, as I slowly fell to the ground,
helpless hands clasping my chest, searching
for a missing heartbeat.

As I stood outside in the pouring rain,
wheezing eyes rushing solemn rivers,
sagging eyelids plastered and slowed,
there was a deep black **** slashing
my soul, smashed bricks creeping
inside swallowed holes, a staggering
depth deepening inside my brain.
And as I embraced the strong icy winds
whipping against my face, frigid frames
floating in disgrace, misplaced, my slit
heart was in a sunken state.  There was
the scattered songs screaming across
the skyline, stained and straining, a
bad whiskey beat stale and burning,
faded and harboring, a flooded harmony
faint and drugged.  And as I gazed at the
gray fog intensifying in the shadows,
ragged ochre tanned trees throaty
and trembling, still leaves stuck in space,
I told myself I would never fall too deep
in love again.  But my heart is crying in
dead whispers, raw scorched and dwelling.
And as much as I tried to escape your love,
I found myself falling back into your tightened
grip, further beyond a darkened ocean.

There I was standing in the dimming light
beneath stunned skin and dry bones
staring at the drowned sky, over flattened
and scattered, a muted featureless frame
smashed with sand and stone, stuttering
rhythms spiraling out of sight.  I could
hear the loud lamentation of scratched
sounds lingering in the air, scarred and
and startling, ripped and shifting, as
my dead eyes sunk inside moonless
thoughts, dizzied dreams, slow songs
with silent beats.  I remember when
I thought I was in love, how our bodies
spun between various worlds, science
and fiction, existence and reason, every
fabrication converging towards transcendence.
And my heart was unguarded because I
knew for the first time I had found true
love.  Now I have discovered that you
were an angel in disguise, an unwritten
surprise masked in a sea of lies, a bitter
kiss burned to the core.