The stars align
The moon is half awake
Blue oceans regail in our presence
And time is stuck in an infinite loop
Trade me in for a stronger model because I am millions of pieces glued back together
I can’t help but notice that you smell of a higher power today
Is self-awareness your usual scent?
I haven’t seen you much around this event horizon and I’m wondering where you will end
Our tale feels centuries old, your hold; eons
Is love the only thing?
Are we written in the stars?
Does your soul live on any other plane other than this one?
Are there infinities in infinities lingering between us?
Is it time to stop thinking yet?
Can I time travel back to a moment where you and I have not decayed?
Is a captured soul ever enslaved?
Do you hear my pleas when you close your eyes?
Do all the moments we aren’t together get counted in the next life?
Can I rely on my intuition for everything?
Where is the place that you are hiding? Is there room for me too?
Does time only begin when we say it has?
Is forever breakable?
Can you return from the point of no return?
Can I ever get enough of silence?
Were you seeing enlightenment before me? What was she like?
I’m sorry that I am late getting ready to exist
You smell a little of relentless loving
Can I test this with an experiment in intimacy?
Are you lost on your way to my heart because I can feel you moving around in my stomach?
How do I know I’m dreaming you?
Or dreaming a dream of you?
Or dreaming a dream of us?
Or dreaming a dream where I’m dreaming this dream that I’m dreaming?
Can I bask in the light that hits the corners of your face for all of eternity?
I would like to rest by your iris
Setting up home north of your lips
The deeper your darkness
The softer your eyes glisten this evening
I will hold you as if we just met
To be as one with the essence of my soul
The dew in my spring
The light in my dreams
The soft touch of the wind.