you must follow your heart.
the mountains shift in an epic slowdance,
and the sand will fall from my hands,
between my fingers.
the rise and fall of your lips in light of smile and confusion
inspire the heavy rise and fall of my breath, thoughts, and heart
it is your eyes that
grabs my throat and draws the
water from my own eyes
and your laugh that makes smiling and fear glide gracefully on the surface of my excistence.
our flightful energies were once sailors of
unfamilar seas,
and the confusion isolated your lips
and brought them to mine
the soul asks for more.
with a big, open blackhole
I know what I'm capable of. I know that I don't have to feed this energy.
but it's more powerful than I imagined possible.
I haven't felt this way, ever.
There must be a beautiful lesson awaiting me at the end of this tunnel.
i can't handle this gracefully.
and the sand will fall from my hands,
between my fingers.
the rise and fall of your lips in light of smile and confusion
inspire the heavy rise and fall of my breath, thoughts, and heart
it is your eyes that
grabs my throat and draws the
water from my own eyes
and your laugh that makes smiling and fear glide gracefully on the surface of my excistence.
our flightful energies were once sailors of
unfamilar seas,
and the confusion isolated your lips
and brought them to mine
the soul asks for more.
with a big, open blackhole
I know what I'm capable of. I know that I don't have to feed this energy.
but it's more powerful than I imagined possible.
I haven't felt this way, ever.
There must be a beautiful lesson awaiting me at the end of this tunnel.
i can't handle this gracefully.