chocolate fills
the gaps
between
my soul
and the
places
   their hands
   press
cotton
candy
bruises
into
milky flesh
while
strawberry
syrup
pools
  on
   the
    floor
and the
    ginger ale
that oozes
from
agonized
eyes
    burns their
      faces into
  my retinae

Cold showers on Hot days
Laying naked in this Indian haze
As beads of sweat glide down my cheek
I hope I black out, so that I might sleep,
to drift me off to a better place
Through the debris of outer space
Floating through the nebulae
Searching for someone to connect retinae
Igniting that spark we all yearn to find
Both body, soul, and mind  
A connection that feels prehistoric
Searching for that one human that makes us feel euphoric

Here, this is my haven place:
My light-rain windy dew-bound place.

There, that is my chaos place:
My flip-turn shattered axle flaming place.

Now, where is my solace place?
My hidden-thoughts mystery space?

Taking a look inside is harder than it looks
when my eyes stare out into the world and not
back within.

Glimmering, beset by glittering ocular retinae,
I see the ghost of my whispered solace place.

It is more than I'd ever hoped for.

lifting my eyes to the sky I see the
crescent moon
illuminating, enlightening, cool
she is all of this - but not tonight
the sky is too dark, she is too weak, you are too far away from me
for any of it to matter
Love can strike us in an instant
and we can take a lifetime to understand it.
just as her eyes strike my retinae
just as your visage strike my face
just as you struck me
but she will always spin, orbiting around me,
until the pull of gravity cannot hold her anymore
just as you have already left