i miss the stars

dripping thick like honey

from your heart

your dark light beating brightly

in the night

ancient stores of passion

dropping sudden wild confessions

in a breaking open fashion

i miss the long nights

where we’d dream right through each others devastation

miss the prayers we'd say, to bear the wieght of all this crazy making

miss the blissful shaking heartfelt stake we’d claim for making

love until the dawn

i miss the stars

dripping thick like honey

from your heart

your dark light beating brightly

in the night

ancient stores of passion

dropping sudden wild confessions

in a breaking open fashion

I miss the silk-ness in your voice

whispering through dissenting choices

miss the curious way you’d say my name

on windless flames and

seeing through the architecture’s

bold conjecture, sometimes less is more

when making out like bandits in the goldmine

of songs before time

i miss the stars

dripping thick like honey

from your heart

your dark light beating brightly

in the night

ancient stores of passion

dropping sudden wild confessions

in a breaking open fashion

for life how you breathe into me

sing of this mystery through

my listening feeling taking

over every moment

waiting for your next move

swell pushing comes rushing to

crash over everything

and leave me weightless

Among the stars….