I am lost in her music.I yearn to get lost in her hard rain.
I wished upon a star and her eyes appeared open and wanting.
I am found in her grace.I am frozen in space, the Earth’s gravitational pull refuses to pay any attention to me.
I positioned myself as a Romeo and fell as flat as the Earth was once believed to be.
We must forge ahead.We must adapt to changing conditions because evolution will not wait for us to catch up.
We must see through remnants of lost love and never forget that soul mates do exist even though they may not be all that usual in these unusual days and nights.
I desire to be in the same room with her the next time her heart dances upon the keys.I long to hold her turbine body as she sets the wheels in motion, ultimately setting us both free.
I wished upon a star and she appeared before me peaceful and on fire like Joan of Arc.