That Night...

I feel your soul rest around me, 

a notion of safety that is so real I can feel its warmth against my skin. 

My hollow chest fills with air, your life next to mine.

A dream of calm.

My heart flutters, that night so real I can see the moon's light kissing your shoulder, now. 

A look that lingered for a life time. 

I know, I knew you.
We only met, but we were forever. 

Day Light...

There's a fold of darkness that hides in the groove. 
When we wake its slight, but as the light gets less, 
we wonder, down a path that is not our own.
Into the darkness.
Trying to find something, a break in the day where we can rest. 
Where our soul stops seeking and it can be still. 
Where we can lay with ourselves and wonder, 
about all the beauty that makes us up and all the reasons we are good enough. 

As one...

You flow together like a river.
Consuming.
All assuming.
Very little time from breath.

The warmth and depth.
The light.
Hope, even when alone.
Nothing will hurt again. 

The Known...

A feeling of calm.
Your breath rests on my chest, over my heart.
In the night, we are one.
Dark settles around us, making the sound of silence.
To my mind it is Peace.
And from a distance I can still see the details,
of your life from the surface,
and outside myself, we are a painting,
of all that is beautiful about the World. 

Dreams of Waiting...

There on the edge of light, 
we meet.
The World turned around, 
your face still familiar.
We make a break, in my imagined world.
And never turn around. 

Forever...

Leave the door open,
i'll close my eyes.
I don't want to see what's on the other side.
The delicacy of a hidden thought,
the gentleness of a whisper.
I can feel myself falling, without ever knowing.
But I do know,
what forever feels like,
and this
is
it.

Firefly...

We drive at night, through the red.
The purple sky can't catch us.
I run my fingers through your hair.
The moonlight tries to touch us.
As it reaches lower all the street lights now bow out.

You put down the window, so I can touch the night.
It echoes silently in the distance, just out of sight.
I take some in my hand and put it in my pocket.
Because what's the use of having light, without a bit of night.