Gazing Past the Eyes

Then they were two on a ride

Preaching promises of time

Yet robbing seconds in words

While dancing on hours shores

Empty of the final act.

Drawn to the skies ray of promise

They watched in silence yet acting otherwise

Drowning at the back call of dreams

Where their feet scar the ground

Yet panning for gold.

Called in circles
There they were once again

Gazing past each other's eyes

Now with a renewed call to act

Forgetting the past that once crowned their heads.

Plucking a rose for final tell

They told their tale now in action

Tilling the arid grounds to bloom

Now a refresher course of dreams

And a prospect of the future.

World Between

I feel like I am trapped to say what I want to say.

As I found my soul not prepared to share the fingerprint embedded in my heart.

Cause it has always been you.

You! Hustling my mind into believing.

You! Scarring my heart into me being overprotective.

You! Being the measure that governs my body temperature.

As to your mere absence, 

my feet rush into infinity oblivion searches

While Fahrenheit shoots, to astronomical stratosphere.

Abandoning  my soul

Sinking into a longing.

As it logs itself onto the watching tower's 

In pursuit of its home

Which is,

right next to your soul.