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

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

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.

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

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.

Gratitude bestows reverence…..changing forever how we experience life and the world.

I want a blaze of light to flame in me forever in a timeless, dear love of everything. And why should I pretend to want anything else?

Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art– Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like nature’s patient, sleepless Eremite.

Everything is ecstasy inside. We just don’t know it because of our thinking-minds. But in our true blissful essence of mind it is known that everything is alright forever and forever and forever.

A great song will be great forever – it’s timeless and classic in that way.

One short sleep past, we wake eternally, And Death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.

He’d half meant to speak but those eyes had altered the world forever in the space of a heartbeat.

A messenger of Hope comes every night to me, And offers for short life, eternal liberty.