Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Two Moons


Like two moons orbiting the Earth with arms extended. I feel like no matter what I do in
this life, my dreaming eyes are watching you. I’m not unhappy. Something drastic would
have to happen for things to change. Neither of us would choose it, but I dread the day
when again we’re in the same room, alone.

Either the Earth will have shattered or our lives will or just my dreams. The magnetic pull
is too great. It is better that we are apart. I can see you. As illogical as it is, I love you.
When the timing it right, we’ll crash into the other. Then again, maybe not in this life
time.

It is both comfort and torment that you are there. You are the illusion that brings fire to
my dreams.

The Scorpion