I wonder if you still read my blog.

But no matter what,

I will always bet you do.

:)

Once upon a land before time*,
there was a rhyme
prior to my rhythm.

But then my feet planted in this Earth
grew me into an unpredictable prism.

I sought you out through endless search
to synthesize the whole of my worth.**

In curiosity, ecstasy, or catastrophe
your simplicity
came along and
simply captivated me.

And as we greet the future,
head on and consistently head strong;
your passion, your utter motivation
encourages and so much more than motivates me.


*If you can't explain this line's origins for yourself,
you should do research.

**I think this, honestly, might be my favorite line I have ever written. It can extend to so many of the lovely souls that are in my life as of now that words can not do justice to what it actually means to me.

I just wish you got a chance to be the real person
~you dreamed you'd be~
before you became the guy
that faded into some predictable scene.

I could have sworn I was with a glimpse of the man
~you could have been~
before you let him fade into air
that tastes so less than paper thin.

Smile.
I swear once upon a time
you didn't feel it was a sin.

The things I create
come from their own vision of their existence.
I'm just the messenger of their mystic visit,
the canvas for their senses.
They urge all to come feel, watch, and listen.

It's a mystery mysteriously whispering to me,
"while everyone outside the door falls in love so magically
it's been mystically easy to see

all along how you were made opposite of me,

the vision to my dreams".