i like the see feel needs
the hands and
the **** maybe.

i like the sun you hot river a.

i like the by your bank cheeks,
tween the fists of Spring an' Summmer.

i like the to hold your mouth
closely tight
with my hands
and in your hair playsome
grasping an' pull.

i like the splitting of your flower to bleed.

and i like how when stillness completely is your body.

i like(and i like you)and i, like you, am

love.

they burned acts 21 just to feel closer to enlightenment,
they danced on rooftops so they could feel the light of stars,
if only though a telescope.

at the moment of lost translation there is no hope for
western civilization.

and here i gather my sandwich in deep thought.

When she visits me,
All crystal rivers meet.
Meet me in my shining dream.
Pulsing an underlying tone,
That moves me beyond all anchors.
Simple like my love stone.
How sweet to be alone,
With you.
How sweet these sunny daze,
Are true.

<3

In the eye of making it in mind.
It is a simple touch, divine.
Of the age that is upon us.
So be nothing but honest.
'Cause she lifts the soul that's separate.
No hate. No hurt. No feeling desperate.

It's the beautifully un-imagined dimension.
That peaceful, patient, pure intention.
And I'll lock in every here & now.
A feeling, a check-point, a 'knowing' how.
Then the universe, it wants to dance!
And I did call upon this chance..
Been a spiral spin through each one yet.
A push, a step, I won't forget.
But I wonder what is coming next?
What my mind will manifest.
What sort of series of events,
Will this raw thought just have me sent?

Maybe a milking of emotions?
Surely sad talks and smart notions.
Big love, big sun, and big dance.
High skies, high times, and high trance.
A simple there and simple back.
Words that say this, but really mean that.
And I will pull back, I do retract.
'Cause inside there's nothing to distract,
My touch on divine;
My making it in mind.
The age that is upon us.
Be simple. Be honest. <3

and it was only when I realized
I needed to get out of my own head
did I start to really live
and in a time so dire
that change was imminent
I became effervescent
to save myself
from me

I um, I haven't really had much of a conversation with you.
Like, a real one. You know, the ones about how the air smells
in spring or how the stars look at night.
But, I keep having this dream where I tell you
that I've always thought that it was my fault.
That I deserved what happened to me.
And to be honest, you are the only person who
makes me feel like it wasn't.
So, thank you.

I want to thank you for saving me.
At first, I hated you because you had to be the one who
brought me to the counselor that day. I was so hell-bent on
wanting to die, that I completely forgot my reasons to live
even though their hands were guiding me to the
front office.

Thank you for being there for me when no one else was.
For asking that oblivious question, "Is it boy issues?" that day in Math class.
For staying with me no matter what.
For being my friend.
For... caring about me.

Michael, thank you.
Thank you so much for everything you are
and everything you ever will be.
I want to wish you the best on your engagement
and I really do hope you live a long and prosperious life with your significant other.

I love you, I really do.