Under your stars forever.

"Under your stars forever"

 

Under the stars
of a humid, holy night
I think of all I have done wrong.

 

Coming up on 40 years.
40 wasted, confused and
spent years gone by.

 

It seems like I only blinked
and then I was here,
under stars, humid night.

 

The air thick and moist
as emotions and memories
way down my heart and soul.

 

Why is life so sad?
Why is the suffering unending?
Why are moments of joy so few?

 

I year for more.
I ache for a kindred soul,
accepting of who I am, what I am.

 

I don't care about questions
or stupid, pointless complaints.
I want life and poetry and love.

 

I don't want fascist time cards,
lashed and chained to a wall.
I want to breathe sweet, free air.

 

I want to walk in fields fair,
float down soft, sun kissed streams.
Watch the sun go down with you on my lap.

 

I want to feel your love,
your desire and passions
consume me and lift me up.

 

Sharing the world and ourselves.
Only us in this mad, bad and
beautiful world of no end.

 

All we need is ourselves.
You and me, fuck the rest.
They do not see and do not care.

 

Escape, evade the moving hands
of the great clock in the sky,
ticking away to the very last.

 

In my heart, your heart.
In my mind, your eyes.
In my soul, your soul.

 

If it must be, I will wait.
Sad, quiet and dreaming
under your stars forever.