The greatest feeling surging through me.

This tingling reverberates, awakening my senses

Lost at sea.

Crying tears of joy…

What else do you have in store?

How did our stars manage to become entangled?

They were just supposed to cross…

But I’m looking at the rest of the sky,

Can’t tell if it’s a cloud or smoke rolling by…

Can’t distinguish Jupiter for Venus.

I just don’t know anymore…

But in a garden state it no longer matters