Connection

Simpleness gives me

no itch to reminiscence
except in the dailiness
of which I live in bliss.

It gives me pleasure
to simply lay my head
upon this dancing bear
and conjure up the dreams
that naturally belong there.

Into a world of love,
I consistently stare.
When I dance, it's there.
When we speak, it's there.
When anyone holds on, it's there.
Even when we let go, its guidance is still there.
I wish I could show the whole world
what is right here, right here.

I love that my joy of writing has just led me to a dancing bear pipe,
though I'm not even really smoking right now,
you are mine regardless... <3