Seizure

by Amber "V" Moonstone

1/4/14

Trembling with anticipation,
Strolling the dark halls of my mind,
grasping for the light of day,
returning to the reality of it all.

To take control of growing wanderlust,
finding moments of gravity,
falling into stardust dreams,
that bring stardust hopes.

For just one moment,
could there be lightness of being,
enlightenment of wondering,
embracement of totality?

Could there be several moments
of warm enchantment,
tender loving energy enfolding,
to grasp the ultimate seizure?

"Seizure" (c) Amber "V" Moonstone