“I spy a life on fire and taken for granted by me.”

It might feel like sparks to you but to me it’s fireworks.

Let’s pretend for a minute that time is a construct and take a road trip into forever.

Find someone who turns your hopes of maybe into dreams of always.

I live for bridge walks, your small talk, and ice cream late out at the docks, drinking wine out of the bottle- so stay for a little while, won’t you?

Dear curiosity, I wish you wished the best for me.

And in the shard of fleeting vision, everything I once feared tastes like stolen magic.

Let’s go slow dancing around the kitchen, listening to the sound of dawn by the back roads and let our shadows paint the walls.

Whatever it is however bad I’m so glad you’re still here.

You were the star in my life but now its my time to shine.

I hope one day your paper cranes grow up in dreams and fly away.

I shouldn’t have to dream of losing you to hold you all closer in the morning.

It may have killed the cat but curiosity is what keeps me alive.

Open your eyes to the bottomless sky that teases omnipresence and know that you are my beyond.

You danced the fine line between graceful and reckless and this is what I wake to wait for.

Needing leave clumsy me – spilling mustard on my sleeve as cover-up for all the talk of love.

You and your sea glass green kaleidoscope eyes have always been my kryptonite.

Money and jobs will come and go.

Our permanent life is full of temporary people.

Trust the process of life and have faith in the unseen.  

Your life doesn’t need to be perfectly curated. Mess makes you strong.

Realize your worth before losing a lifetime value.

The good you do today, will often be forgotten. Do good anyway.

Sometimes you can’t understand your own feelings, and that’s totally fine.

Man’s real life is happy, chiefly because he is ever expecting that it soon will be so.