Starlight.

And here I've found myself sitting straight up in bed on this Monday morning, long before daylight has bleached the open sky. I'm suffering from a certain degreee of insomnia, as my thoughts are leaking from me in the form of lazy sweat drops. I read in a book that short term memories are converted to long term memories during the REM cycle of sleep. I long for this cycle to take over my body, as I have memories that need converting.

I spent the night with the sun.

As my planet made a full rotation, I carresed the arms and legs of my celestial being. She and I filled the long night hours walking through and around a house made for kings. The night slowly disappeared and was replaced. There can be only one sun at a time in this solar system. On a couch made to treat patients, we patiently kept quiet waiting for the other planets to stop turning. Lifelessly laying, we retreated and kept the stars from other galaxies burning with lit secrets passing from mouth to ear and ear to heart. This heart doesn't always beat quickly, but when the sun lays her head across my chest..it makes an attempt to love her. It races around its cage and pounds harder than ever to make itself known to the starlight. Uncage this.