nostalgic complacence

i remember the first time.

i wanted the night sky.

drowning, crippling,

astonishing views,

dipped in God's light--

soaring through the vast

existence.

you took me to the moon,

to fall into a sea of unlimited dreams,

but we'd bounce back repetitively,

devilishy,

into a love tainted too sweet.

now only the ordinary menacingly

screams back to me.

we didn't find heaven on earth,

but a reflecti…