Shooting Stars

We touch each other so briefly in this World. Shootings stars colliding and in one brilliant force of light we are dust and begin our Journey anew. I find myself missing people I didn’t expect to miss, reliving my mistakes over and over in my nightmares. Tiny fractures of light break away from me with each collision, sparks of love floating away forever lost in the night sky. I love so easily, I care too much, too fast. I see and believe in the good of other beings, accepting their flaws as they are, perfect in their imperfection. I trust too much. I trust that with each Collision instead of being diminished, I will be impacted with the same loving and accepting compassion that I bear upon the object of my destruction. I have yet to touch an equal. I want the very most of even the most briefest of interactions between one being and the next. I want to see and taste the fire that is YOU. I want to feel and brush up against your soul, feeding on your fears, hopes, dreams and regrets. I want to bask in your open honesty and inner light, your subconscious conscious as we caress each others minds in the black hole that is life. I want to watch you GLOW. I want to collide. I want to shatter against you, each of us immovable forces in our own right. I want to feel the white hot desperate need of your soul reaching out to mine. I want to feel the molten hotness of our hearts as they meld together in spiritual oneness. I want to quench my desire in the deepest recesses of what makes you, YOU. I to feel the waves of our Love echo into the darkest parts of the Universe, I want the Sound and Light of our destructive rebirth to reverberate across worlds. I want to immerse ourselves in the Inner Source that makes up our physical being. I want to be crushed against the weight of your trust and loyalty as we hurtle at unimaginative speeds towards a destiny that is uncertain. I want to romp with wanton abandonment with each explosive adventure as we share the best and worst of us with each other. I want to see the cracks of your soul and heart reflected from mine, and know that all the hurt that was done, cannot be undone, but the beauty of your broken being is only eclipsed by your undying devotion and commitment to something greater, something more. I want to surrender all that I am, was or will be to all that you are, were or have yet to become. Only in Surrender, the conscious decision to willingly do so, will renewal be possible. So allow me to touch you, even if it’s ever so fleeting, allow me to caress the Anger and Sadness that makes up your mind. I cannot save you, nor can you save me from the horrors of this world, but in a moment, we can Collide and something amazing can be an experience we can hold against our hearts, feel ourselves flush with excitement and know that we have met and beheld the most precious and beautiful of creatures. We are Shooting Stars, too soon Dust, so when we can, we should always choose to crash into one another.