I buried this from the archive in light of this special day. Today marks one year with my love. I wrote this shortly after Jaclyn and I started dating. She is still as beautiful and wonderful today as she was the first night I met her. It has been an amazing year!
So We Love
Beautiful in the morning you were
Sun-kissed hair, gentle, meek and mild
Buried in the covers, still dreaming
If only I could see behind your eyes
I kissed your temple gently
Something to remind me that this is real
Natural and true, your beauty is
So we love, still, waiting to grow old
In form, in feel, to begin to hear
So we love, so we love
Clear the slate, bring on the day
Summer skin, won’t you take me away
The bearer of bold and steady
Rest beside me, only you and I
A whisper in the silence
Love exchanged through equal minds
Yet to be realized, you and I
Friday, February 12, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Dreams Living Aloud
Imagination is the organ of meaning. I’ve chased dreams, emerged in uncertainty, and pushed towards the unknown. Often failing, but always rewarding to encompass a naked sense of passion for seemingly unattainable desires. Some live in regrets, I live through subtle passion. Rarely expressed in a manner deemed fervent, but the burning does not subside. Simple love, genuine hearts, faithful friends. Happiness despite hardship, love overwhelming hurt, and joy in the small glimpses of dreams living aloud.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
I Am Momentum, Reality Is Friction
Life is ever-changing, hardly self-explanatory, and full of surprises. Trials are the venom to enlightenment. Experience, the force for change. Sometimes it takes losing to win, other times gaining to lose. I've had both tastes upon my tongue, often bitter, rarely sweet. But ultimately the essence of my being. I am momentum, reality is friction.
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