Ever surrendering
to the waking dream
sometimes I forget the boundaries
that keep us apart
and how desperately we cling to them-
my heart beats
regardless.
Angelic voices
echo off asphalt
soar through the thick nitesky,
spell out our collective myth
letter by letter,
songs of creation
of joy, songs of love
stretch towards the cosmos
rise through memories deep
delicate, treasure troves
penetrate the great mystery
beat after beat.
With a vibrancy
just out of grasp
and a feeling I can't ignore
with a smile, a laugh
and beautiful fractal eyes,
I decide
to put the pencil down
ditch the decoys
embrace the color orange
and set the world on fire
with the tender spark
of my heart.
