even if the sky fell on top of our heads
i'd still see her radiating voluminously over clouds
of lust and memories built like towers piercing through
empyrean heavens, a halcyon haze settling like the mist
that weaves its way on the earth's soil we stand on
things have never been so old and vibrant,
as such our love was, the memories replace how she looks--
everytime i see you it's like the first time
