A Template for Temporal Tracks:

Time,
ticks, tricks, rips.
So cruel,
but you already knew.

Life is again,
Brand New.

Old thoughts,
But a New You.

What does it take,
To make or break the mark?
When everyday,
Is a way to make a new start.

What you believe,
alters your sleep.
What you deceive,
alters you deep.
What you receive,
allows you to leap,
With the power and clarity,
to conceive.

I think we've re-met to make the unconscious,
Conscious in each of us.
Inside there are two selves pushing and pulling,
and when those each cease to struggle,
and learn to love and become one-
When the two polar aspects of self become one,
then so too,
can we,
you,
and me, be one.

I had decided some years ago,
that some are probably meant to be alone,
and if that were to be the case,
then surely, I was one.

But then you appeared like fire-lightning on the scene,
and From our very first words, though shared through a screen,
I felt something different, something new,
Something I could not believe.

She has the name of a superhero,
alliterating "M's" fill the skies of my mind,
Something, behind or beyond everyday life,
Guiding our sails, Whispering to our souls.
I've never felt this loss of control before,
I've never been the one to pine,
You truly are a find.
You could read me a recipe,
or even a fast food receipt,
and I'd feel truly complete.

We could just sit on the floor,
and get real real stoned,
or go out into the wilderness to explore.

I want to challenge you,
I want to be challenged by you,
but only for the betterment and uplifting of our souls.

It is only in the face of fear that one can be courageous,
and I've never been more afraid in my life.

Somehow you are both my fear and my courage.
You add a texture to every facet of my being;
The feeling of force like that between two magnets;
Polarity
pulsing,
 pushing,
pulling,
until,
they make contact and align.

I feel as a Moonlilly,
Drowning in your eclipse.