Collisions in hyperspace.

It was as if a hand moved me

as it now, so soon seems a dream.

We came, in night, ridding the sky

in a most perfect of union.

Touching at truth, hands innocent

held each other’s soul.

Kisses of storm, passion raged

we, approaching a hardest journey.

Me, you, standing in looks

of loose, and undefined feeling.

Feeling the pressures for problems

in your world of complexities.

For you the ride,

me, the journey.

We collided against our spaces.

When the plot changed

we grew confused and lost of answers.

Restless moves, we raved in the night.

The black sports car broke into dawn.

Time moved, and touched again.

Our lives travel in waves.

Travel well babe, goodbye, Alexis.