Colliders

The lonely hallway waits,
The two loves exchange embrace.

Upon a trail of sparkled stars,
A distance which we once called ours,
And so it's gone away.

A hello that unravelled,
Into hopeless romance and glittering eyes,
We dreamt of a land becoming our own escape.

And no one else can reach us in our sand castled towns,
These streets are ours to sweep.

Each grain marks the defeat,
of the heart I long to keep.

Above

I flew around
The rings of Saturn

Just to watch the glisten
Of the sun in a solar flare

Yellow, I saw, and orange too.
My heart longs for the existence that is true.

And I glare up to the sky
With my heart and dream

Of everything beyond
This life and what it seems.

The Invisible Spark

Magical is feeling the love
In someone's touch.
In the way they look at you.
In the way the room feels
an energy which was not present before they entered.

It has told me.
What this means.

What you mean.

Magical are the awakening senses.
And the kisses from you, to me.

The Crystal Hearts

It glistens in the light,
It sparkles in the sun.
It shines, through dips and cuts.
The hiding places that make it up.

In silver, in gold.
In bands "forever."

The significance, the circle that is an eternity.

We walk, we hold and this is love.

We are crystal recycled.
We are crystal, fragile.

Too easy to break, too beautiful to look at.

Quick to shatter, delicate to learn.

This is love.

Indescribable and filled with beats.

You need to fall, to feel.