Chasing Stars

Train tracks point us forward
On the bends and turns we tip
Precariously on the edge of this
Cart, but I love the motion.
We are being pushed by the wind
Chasing the sky
Submerged in the sea
Climbing the trees
In our imaginary journey.

Sometimes my thoughts
Drift to you and what
Depths are held in your
Eyes and I fall deeper
Sinking into the abyss
Of bliss.

We are running through a field.
We are laughing.
We are falling down.

Chasing stars
Pitch black night
I can't see where I am going
Car headlights in the background
Illuminate the road only five meters
Ahead, you are driving safely.
We don't know where we are going
We can only see the next steps.

On the edge of stone
I think about jumping
The cliff is tempting
Why would I do it?
I want to feel the wind whipping
My scars and let them fade
Into the air like tendrils of smoke
And I listen to the far away
Bells resounding, countryside
Faith and all of that Grace.

Pillow talk.
That's what we search for.
Words to light up our lungs
So that when we breathe,
We scatter sunlight.