Serendipity

If you could chose one island over the other,
Would you pick the one with the mountain or the one with the bridge?
Do you prefer a view or an escape?
Is it better above the world or within it?
Do you trust what is natural over what is created?
Or maybe it's a question of something else entirely.
Maybe it's not what you would prefer,
It's more of what you want and can't have.
What about where you are now?
Is it just a view of what you want, or an escape to what you can have?
Are you looking down above the now, or seeing what's within it?
Are you trusting your natural state or the state you can create?

They say that good things come to those who wait,
But only fate can decide how long that takes.

The Dangerous Feeling

I have this feeling that I can easily explain.
It's the feeling when someone makes your heart race,
And your cheeks blush,
And your lips part,
And your teeth show,
And your palms sweat,
And your heart race,
And your chest tighten,
And your thoughts disappear
       (briefly or entirely),
And your eyes wander,
And your mind wonder,
And your heart race.
It's the feeling you can see the possibilities and feel the "what-ifs".
It's the feeling you can run your fingers through and catch the butterflies that land between each approximation of skin.
It's the feeling you can turn any song into a rejoice, no matter how much the lyrics are telling you to give into the reality of it all.

It's a fantastical world.

It's your world.

Where your heart is constantly racing,
And you can only hope that theirs is too.