happy neew year
Once wonder like mist rising in firefly.
Twice longer than dozing with dandelion
Amongst the long nights twisted with insight
Among one another.
Beneath crossed reasons
Our luster is wilted and no longer can alter
The visions worth living in repose.
It was in this,
Once, we spoke in rhythm to soft spoken melodies
Of pasts gone by.
Again, not he, nor she,
Just grandeur and titles.
Again, not once,
Not now, can we travel to night's lights
And visit our child's once hallowed hopes.
It was in this, those, where we wrapped our eyes
With darkness, or light, or whatever our year long
Hands could look towards.
Run, straight, fast.
In sunrise, intense in it's colors, but somehow
Lost in agenda and remembered in remorse.
We alone, once wondered in heart's mind,
Or in rising ambition,
but we were lost in creation.