You

Has anyone ever told you that your eyes
Are worth falling from heaven
To gaze into at least once?
Your smile is worth a million words
All pertaining to the description
Of what beautiful is and ought be.
Men would travel the longest distances
Just to be able to feel the texture of your skin.
They would wait, starve, and die, if need be
To experience only the taste of your lips.
The smell of your hair keeps men moving,
And the pleasant rapture of running their fingers
Through your hair haunts them in their dreams.
You are the Eve of beauty,
The first creature to ever leave the word “perfect” as insufficient,
And the only to capture the true essence of love at first sight.
I speak to you with nothing less than honesty
For you are all of what my heart tells me to be good.
I’ve journeyed a lifetime searching for happiness
And have found that the trail ends inside your arms.

And So I Met A Rose

And so it was one day that I strolled along my life
And found a beautiful flower in my path.

“Hello,” I said to the Rose that stood before my future.
“How I would most like to place you in a vase and bring you along with me.”

“But why? I am but a weed,” replied the Rose. “Pay notice to my stem that is full of thorns that could only hurt you,” she continued.

But what I saw were not thorns, merely unique characteristics of her person. “None the less” said I “I would be more than honored to hold and care for you to help you notice that every petal you hold is another reason why I would love to hold you more.”

And so it was another day that I strolled along my life
Holding a rose inside a vase.
The rose was blooming larger than ever and the thorns all disappeared.
She was an immaculate rose more beautiful than any other.
But now losing her is what I feared.
Anyone could give her light and water.
It would be impossible for another not to love her as I do.

And so it is on this day that I realize I am lucky
For being the chosen one to care
And say or do the things I do.
It is all for you, my rose.

Escape

Alright, so I was going to the University of Illinois at the time, and my family was having some problems. I had the option of either staying in Illinois, going to a wonderful school with all my friends (plus I had tons of other family too), or transfer to a Florida school and be closer to my parents so I could see them on holidays. I chose my family. I will always choose my family. They love me and I love them. That is love. That will last forever. Remember... love is about sharing. Don't be an incomplete-type of fool.... build your life... share your life... but never give your life away... we are small, but worth more... enjoy...

I’ve slipped into a dimension
Where my existence seems to want to fade away.
The person I thought I was has left me behind
And has gone off to hide once more under an unknown object
That I, of course, must discover once more.
Meaningful things and meaningful people are all
Stepping two steps backwards leaving me alone to face
This new path or turn back and join my previous self.
Never knowing who I could or should be.
Strange arms pull me from the south,
While familiar hands tug me to the north.
Unheard or spoken lips whisper in my ears
From both west and east to discover the earth for the first time
And see if those places really do exist.
And inside me a howl barks in my mind
To fly above the clouds or run until the ground gives way,
But I stand here confused about my position or purpose.
Or do I still have to find them?
Everything I touch turns to gold
And everything I pass and leave behind me turns to ash
And the wind blows it away from my memory.
Did it ever exist?
And still I stand motionless with my running thoughts.
Do I step forward to see all the unseen
Or do I turn around to warm recognizable arms to be who I am now?

Celebration of the First Date

Hooray, hooray!
The day has come
When all the dreams become real.
No more waiting to be seen;
Eye contact is normal now,
I have the right to gaze upon you,
As you do on me, if you do at all.
Today is the day, which I celebrate with you;
The making of a dream,
My victory over cowardice,
Thinking but never attempting to make an effort.

Sometimes it is the real that we dream,
What we would like to see or make happen.
They say that patience is a virtue,
But that time is of the essence,
And we should therefore seize the day, Carpe diem!
I didn’t let you slip away,
Because I wanted to keep holding on to an idea,
An innocent thought of us.
Well, mostly you, but I do recall that I was there
Holding your smile and your hand.

What shall it be on this grandeur day?
A walk through the fields of human existence,
A journey to a place where sitting is permitted?
Where I am allowed to capture your attention,
As you do with mine always when you’re near?
We can share the same air
And then we can label it “ours.”
Around the world we’ll stamp
Objects and moments of experience as “ours.”

Later years we can reminisce of what was done,
Or of what we did or are going to,
And in the end of this particular moment
We can make ourselves immortal,
Dancing and laughing,
Creating echoes for our ears
Setting precedence for young couples
Silly for each other as we are today;
Waiting to bask underneath the sun’s glorious rays;
I wanting to bask in only yours.

Steady as we go,
Make no mistake from now to then,
Or from here to there;
Every second counts in this spectacle of life.
True, there are many soul mates parading around
Looking for their better side,
But I am comfortable right now
In this dream I’m living.

I want to share some time with you,
Would love to stick around
And collect every wink, smile, or beautiful gesture
That flies from within your person.
I’m not promising forever,
Nor am I disregarding it either.
I just want to have a good time
And I think with you I could.