A token of my madness
The nonlinear advice which arises
out of chaotic decisions
Leads to destiny

To feel the sun
Through your smile
I remain unburned on the surface
What happiness is
But an egg inside, cracked open
All these microscopic sticks
[gravitating on gigantic blue-green ball]

I to love the space
That grows and lessons between us
Like rubberbands of oxygen
You to breath us
When every molecule melts from thinking
our territory pinned
By a star
On that blue sheet of sky
Will unfold;
Will eternally unfold.