What Luck

put your hand on my chest feel my inside beating the pressure you provide a flutter tickling my flight always in awe i come across such a condition the reverence burned into my side the humbling silence only heard alone you still take my breath away the sound of life a pink rapture white noise soothes the emptiness i consume the pixels my feelings ageless pines old as time and one of the greatest wonders precious yet by finite existance streaming live in 4k natural as romance my longing, insistent, lingers omens in my gut, the ohms high no space left unpacked have i fallen behind? this transition and metamorphisis where true love just respawned everything i loved becomes a memory is this deeper still whispers in the forest tell me so 52 degrees belly white as snow and if i ate my heart my mind still lives the pain life cant promise reason treat every surprise as a gift i am a victim of myself thanks when i scratch the impulse master of my strings the curtain always closes i forgot its not my show your free will fuel for fire my passion on the hot plate i could finish up the meal or watch it burn away i wasnt scared to start attached with iron weld laying heavy full of grace i projected my emotional self blink twice if you got me and now i only see pictures she must have ended the chapter my table was content my hardness, cover for a book i was dying for you to write with me Granted, indeed youre the capital of my heart a place of unrest every penny on the dollar solar to my center i turn toward your warmth tho you are very far away i hope to grow in your direction boarding the same train car not in just coincidence i dont believe in karma but i believe in luck