Far too many moons have passed, seemingly lost and dreary. Now time seems glossed, My thoughts dare I say cheery. I could never fathom such a miracle, composing itself upon one being. Emotions collide, shining like a summer sun fleeing. Caught in the threshold of life, not turning for fear of losing. Dreaming of love everlasting, holding air for eternity. Fire wisping, earth crumbling' water boiling, air swelters. All seems dying, yet its just the beginning. *authors note: This is the start of a series of poems...please be serious in your critiques.
