I see the moon kiss the water hello as the sun waves good-bye.  The lightness of it's 
warmth glissons on top the body of the mesmerizing, flowing beauty.  Then morning arises 
from it's slumber and darkness kisses its dark away as the light overshadows the dark.

Oh my soul is lost in the slumber of this land.  Oceans sweep my body against the rocks 
as if it was no more than weeds sucked out of the ground.  Breath escapes from the very 
vessel which makes it.  Pulling on breath as if death was near.  Holding on to the last 
portion of the air that made you live.

What the body possesses the mind to think and the mind possesses the body to do leaves no 
question for feeling.

I see the blue of the moon's shadow crying upon the boundless body that lies in my memory.  
My eyes see beauty no man should be allowed to see.  The pureness of its ingredients 
astounds this humble being.

Will I ever posses such pureness?  Did I ever?

Complexity is overwhelmingly near to my already complicated soul.  The ingredients that 
made me are rot.  Brake me and mold me again-anew!

My crystal walls encompassed spherically around me shatter at the whisper of you.  
What you are I shall never know.  For you seem to be everything; therefore, I cannot pick 
one true thing.  Yet, my daily beat of my heart depends upon you and upon a feeling you 
hand out as if it should be free.

Why so great a feeling should be free is beyond comprehension, but if willingly you give, 
than humbly I shall accept.