Everything I do,
you'll do it with me.
Everywhere I go,
you'll come with me.
Never will you be left
in the dark wondering.
Monday, May 14, 2012
Saturday, May 12, 2012
Looking Down On Us
Every night I wonder
why the stars shine so bright,
how the oceans never end,
when the rain will return.
Every night I wonder
why the Earth is the perfect shape,
built as endless, limitless
as all of life is.
Every night I wonder
just how it came to be
that our lives crossed paths
with perfect symmetry.
Every night I wonder
how a guy like me
could be this lucky,
to fall into this endless rabbit hole.
Every night I wonder
how life can be so wondrous,
ever-changing like the weather,
full of spirit and color.
Every night I wonder
about why we were brought together:
like the roaring tides and the stars that shine,
it's just how life's supposed to be.
why the stars shine so bright,
how the oceans never end,
when the rain will return.
Every night I wonder
why the Earth is the perfect shape,
built as endless, limitless
as all of life is.
Every night I wonder
just how it came to be
that our lives crossed paths
with perfect symmetry.
Every night I wonder
how a guy like me
could be this lucky,
to fall into this endless rabbit hole.
Every night I wonder
how life can be so wondrous,
ever-changing like the weather,
full of spirit and color.
Every night I wonder
about why we were brought together:
like the roaring tides and the stars that shine,
it's just how life's supposed to be.
Sunday, April 29, 2012
We're the lucky ones
Driving down the interstate,
windows rolled as far as windows roll,
flowing air brings in the good vibes
from the world and into our hearts.
As our lungs fill up
with words of our emotion,
we exhale beauty onto one another,
describing the most beautiful bond.
We're the lucky ones
buried deep in our storybook world,
as others fail to see as we do,
that life is only to be prized.
Because anything less than
this love we have been given
would be robbery of the potential
we have for the most beautiful lives.
windows rolled as far as windows roll,
flowing air brings in the good vibes
from the world and into our hearts.
As our lungs fill up
with words of our emotion,
we exhale beauty onto one another,
describing the most beautiful bond.
We're the lucky ones
buried deep in our storybook world,
as others fail to see as we do,
that life is only to be prized.
Because anything less than
this love we have been given
would be robbery of the potential
we have for the most beautiful lives.
Friday, April 27, 2012
A weaker moment needs a stronger man
I love the way your guard falls down into my lap,
for me to hold while I witness the beauty you possess,
in every story, every word, that I’m lucky enough to listen to,
when your heart opens up and you let me inside.
for me to hold while I witness the beauty you possess,
in every story, every word, that I’m lucky enough to listen to,
when your heart opens up and you let me inside.
Friday, April 20, 2012
Tusk
Sitting high in your tower,
And I'm sure you're not the worst.
No, not even close,
but I like to think you are.
your words fall down onto the
ground where you have placed me.
And I'm sure you're not the worst.
No, not even close,
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