The Sky’s Ceiling


I can’t seem to get over it
No, it’s nothing like that
I just can’t get over you
Again, no, nothing like that

I can’t get over the idea
That you and I are one
It warms my heart
Just like the sun

As you touch me
My heart flies
Straight out of my chest
Now I go into the sky

Now that I am on the ceiling,
Yes, the ceiling of the sky
I bring you up with me
Up so high

Cuddling and snuggling
We make a bed out of air
Yes, we pull up clouds
And sit comfortably there

Right there we make love;
Where, if pregnant, I do get
We will call her Angel
Because of where we met

And where we made love
Because I know that you
Where sent from haven above
And you’ll always be true

Written on
October 9, 2011

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This one was written to/for Tom ___. I think that you can see just what he is for me. If my poems before didnt show you, I think this one has.

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Vixen's picture

Chrystal, this was such a

Chrystal, this was such a pure poem... No blame or bitterness for Tom... I imagine you and him, wrapped in true innocent love. You wrote this from a pure heart so the end product is something that makes a reader dream for that kind of love you feel for your lover... I am happy if you are happy,-- such when this poem was written... Tom is very very lucky to have found a girl with such whole heart to give...


“ Let the beauty of what you love be what you do."
                                                   ~ Rumi

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Whole Heart?

I am far from having a 'whole heart' to give. So many others took chunks out. But at least I am not one of the bitter old women that blame everything on lost opportunities.

I am different in the way that I know where everything that falls through, there is another in the waits.

So when I said that I am not sure if Tom is goning to be the one, that is the truth. Yet, even if him and I dont work out, there will be another one to take his place.

Right now I'm having amnesia and deja vu at the same time. I think I've forgotten this before. - Steven Wright

People like you are the reason people like me exsist. Out of a song of the same title by a band called 'Say Anything'