Elysian Dreams II
"She feels robotic sometimes. Cold and distant and even her movement seems calculated and too precise. Flawless.
Humans trip, slip and mistake. They shake and tremble, they hesitate and twitch.
There is beauty in old scars that hurt when cold. There is memory in our bones. Pain and suffering.
Every now and then though, she lets loose.
She drags her fingers over the edge of an old worn out book,
pauses at the window as the moonlight hits her cheeks
and laughs with a full heart and her eyes shut."
"Forever tastes so plain. I don’t want to be loved forever. I want a shooting star kind of love.
Bright and something you miss when its gone. I want love like a sudden summer storm.
I want love that drenches you to the bone. I want it brief and I want it again and again,
but I want it all with my best friend. And when time has come,
we would laugh death in its face knowing forever is not for what we came.
We would know we loved and lived, and did it all while we can.
Forever is not for what we came."
dreams run through her veins,
rushing like poison straight for her heart.
she wishes to cut them loose
to bleed them all over her life.
we still echo through these streets,
our dreams hug and kiss over there,
our thoughts run with the wind, holding hands...
holding hands,
but what we tried
was to grab a soul.
T H E D A N C E F O R E L Y S I U M
…and at night they turn to the stars and watch them dance.
“Show me your light!
“Show me your light!
But please, leave me wondering , leave my dream
of places no human has ever been. ”
of places no human has ever been. ”
"Its our birthday. When we first dream. When we first learn what it might feel like to be human - and when we learn we will never be.
We weightlessly float; bathing in a light that seems to arrive from distant stars but feels like a gentle and loving touch.
Its our moment of silence before the storm."
