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
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