By Mark A. Leon

The universe is filled with billions of beautiful hearts
Colliding in an illuminating explosion so bright
Under this sky of eternal cinematic bliss, it is only you and I

Counting the stars, falling far and wide
This night, this time, a moment shared for all time

A kiss frozen forever
Etched in the mortal lips
Surrounded by God
Preserved by an angel’s witness

This is the story we will tell
The story that will be passed down the generations
With new beginnings, new endings and everything in between
From stone to pen to words off the lips of strangers, our story will live on

But all around toxins fill the air
Exploited by the masses
Blood clots scaring the porcelain skin

Wounded in love
Wounded in hatred
Wounded by the sounds of silent protestors vanished

A vision in the darkness
A voice in the silence
An echo of the mistakes that continue to poison

Where has it gone
The playfulness of a little boy’s imagination
The castle of a young princess below a sky of rainbows

Bleakness
Poetry dismissed by the torture of graffiti filling the tunnels leading us from the light

In your eyes, I see the sunshine rising
I see a future, I want to share with the world
Take my hand
Hold it tight
Feel this pulse trickle to goosebumps
Let us be the awakening