In The Past

Stars spiralled, out of control.
Swirling sparkles
Like diamond dust spilled from heaven.
Velvet air spoke whispers.
Dreams formed in the air,
Senses crackled with the closeness.
And still the sound was soft,
Like snow,
Yet warm like blood.
Electrical storms bloomed
Sparking from mind to mind
Connecting everything with a sense of light,
Fear and longing.
Ideas formed and died in those moments,
Children grew old,
Nations rose and fell
With the beating hearts.
Oceans turned to dust
And mountains cumbled in the heat of love
And now the sky is dark,
No more diamonds, no more storms.
The cold, hard mountains loom high,
Above the frozen seas.
The world is changed.
The lovers stand alone,
Broken, shiny fagments,
Reflecting the empty sky.