Fireme

I am but this gassy matter
That seems to float
Yet holds steady upon this blanket of darkness

Amidst all the black
I see nothing but light
For I burn brighter than day,
With fiery tails that whip out in every direction

I am not one of few,
I am one of many
However, we stoically sit eons from one another
Each holding our own space,
Each stitched purposefully into this tapestry of wonder

I burn bright,
And the days are long,
As my simple mind knows not more than which I see
And all I see is many more mes staring straight back upon me

 

Written For You

To my many jestering hands
Digging into the wells of my titled enteries
Yet under protective
And decisive guidance, I expand my kindness

Those sleepy, restless, terrified
Young birds of beautiful feathers
Dance in the amazement of my boredom

Your easy distraction satisfies my hunger
And when time stands still
I pretend not to notice
Deep in the disguise of my discomfort

So we play
We play love and adventure
And I believe I am having fun
Because fun means this isn't a waste

So why, in those quiet moments
When you are not near
Am I more terrified than in the settlement
Of our relationship

For in those moments
I am too tired to keep playing
I am too tired of my denials
I am too scared of the race I've run

Yet without, I see no exit
There's no hand to take me to the Sun
No love when I am sad
No care when I am hurt
No need when I am lone

I love you for your comfort
For the peace you bring me
For my need to not worry of loneliness
And yet I hate you for it all the same

Douglas Adams

"The history of every major galactic civilization tends to pass through three distinct and recognizable phases, those of Survival, Enquiry and Sophistication, otherwise known as the How, Why and Where phases."

The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy

 

The Moment

"I have experienced faith,

Yet I allow skepticism to distract me."

The moment I fell

I was not so aware to notice

The exact second

Lodged somewhere within my memory banks

All I know now

Is my heart occupies space

For those worthy to take place in it

For those whose love expands further than their original reach

Deep pockets of satisfaction

Still holds room for worry and doubt

As we are more afraid of acquiring

Based off the coupling fear of losing

Do not fear what may never be

For you might accidentally trample what was never able to actualize

  

Falling

My legs taken from beneath me
Falling before I've even had a chance to realize
No turning back
With no desire just the same

I'm falling for you
And I never wish to stop