i wonder What eys read the mind?

the feedback from looking left in the Universe 

does the lad look deep straight into the calm

3.3 seconds  they say

i say ney...see a liftime while listening to breaths

Im a prom guest until 12 

never dating a dream by a number

where all is sparks and thunder 

shooting stars might aswell come from Mars 

Imagine travelling on string theory filled cars 

Pering through the rear wiew

Tomorow is when i cant forget yesturday 

its the depth in all the laws 

I speak the language my soul is speaking 

such a rare find

of speaking hearts 

floating in a sea of tales 

A hidden beutiful  gem of silent truth 

Where all is sparks and welcomed thunder