The sun / the moon / the stars

In my dreams

All I have known my whole life
Is that there is never anyone coming to save me

The base case is that I'll fall through the last crack
The floor will drop out from under me

I'll land in another dimension
I won't know my own name

I'll claw my way back into shape and form
And my friends and family will think I look the same

But who ever returns the same
When they come back from being unwitnessed

Because the wave is the wave and the light until seen
And I've always been the wave

I've been the light
I've been the wave

And who is the one who witnesses me
When at the end of the world there is only me

Even the fabric of my nightmares
Is that you kill me without knowing it

That I'm screaming to be saved
And yet you shoot me anyway

And I never find out why
Because I wake up

And I'm still alive
And I breathe

Knowing I'm still real
But why is it

That all I dream of
Is dying

And so I die in the dream
And then I dream when I'm awake

And the cycle repeats
I live like I'm dying

And I'll sleep when I'm dead
But I still want to live more than I want to die

I want to be unshackled from this dream
I want to be free

I want to feel light
I want to feel the waves

I want to feel like the sun is taking care of me
And then I remember she is

When her energy beams energy back into me
And I want to feel like the moon orbits me

And she does
She lends me her gravity every month

And with energy and mass
I am real

And I look at the grass during golden hour
And I remember

It was always the sun, and the moon, and me,
And that's enough

Afternoon storm

I am the girl the sun keeps alive.
I feed on the golden honey of her light.
She is my nectar and I her hummingbird.

I am the girl that the moon keeps real.
I have mass only because she presses it into me.
She is my anchor in the cosmic storm.

When the storm rages it burns my bones clean.
I'm stripped down to the pieces of my atoms.
The ash in my lungs becomes me and I the ash.

But then the storm breaks and the clouds fade away.
The sun soothes my parched throat and the moon comforts me.
And I feel clean, and soft, and made whole again.

On loops in love

All I am is the one who sees what's already there.
I know who you are.
I know what you love.
I know who you're meant to be at your best.

Because it's just important to me,
to be your best whenever you can.
It's important to appreciate beauty as truth,
truth as beauty.

I want to tease it all outta you.
I want to see it all laid out there, every last secret, every last feeling
that you thought was gonna be too much,
that you thought I wouldn't understand.

I do understand. It's never too much.
It's just enough.
I wanna see you be real.
I wanna feel what you feel.
I wanna be let in.
I wanna let go.
I wanna get lost in you.
Because it's the losing that makes it real,
and the coming back that makes it love.