Tick, Tick, Tick...



Here lies my thoughts, feelings, loves, woes, tales, truths, fears, and dreams. Writing has been a place for me to test my boundaries, experiment with everything people don't accept me to be in person. With text, I am free.


Friday, April 1, 2011

New

This is different.

He's wonderful. Spending time with him is like a dream really, I lose all concept of time and become attuned to his every touch. With him, it's easy. Not one note clashes. The refrain is simple. Every moment soothing, pretty.

And he's a surprise. I wasn't expecting to feel this way but he makes me smile and feel some wonderful force pulse through me.

And he's real. He's there. He's not making excuses. He's not distant in heart.



But my heart is confused because of the fantasy I dream of.

*Smile
Dance, laughter, dance
Eyes light
Love all around
Dream
Sing, whisper, sing
Heart feels
Love all around*

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