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

Take me to a skyscraper so we can watch the city sleep.

If it was easy we’d all make it.

A love like ours could burn down this city.

You make me wish for everything and nothing more all at once.

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.

I feel wonderful because I see the love light in your eyes, and the wonder of it all is you just don’t realize how much I love you.

And if you think my acts are foolishness the foolishness may be in a fool’s eye.

My Father’s Eyes’ is very personal. I realized that the closest I ever came to looking in my father’s eyes was when I looked into my son’s eyes.

It strikes me as bad manners for a magazine to accept one of my advertisements and then attack it editorially – like inviting a man to dinner then spitting in his eye.

If a man destroys the eye of another man, they shall destroy his eye.

A man whose eyes love opens risks his soul – His dancing breaks beyond the mind’s control.

Don’t go looking at me like that because you’ll wear your eyes out.

Looking back in front of me, in the mirror a grin. Through eyes of love I see, I’m only looking at a friend.