Golden Apples Poem by KarlRomeo PierreLouis

Maybe we can go too far and touch the stars
and maybe if we do so with our eyes closed we can fly past them
and form own constellations
and maybe with our arms tied around one another
we can keep up with the shooting stars and
shine just as bright
causing others to make wishes when we kiss
when we miss the opportunity to steal one more touch
one more hug, one more teasing wink from the distance
and maybe if we fall we can rise twice as high and create
a world with little gravity and twice as many moons
and in our passions and lusts we can take it slow
for the memories take note and remember later that we're forever
and maybe in that slight caress of happiness
we can be just what we were meant be...