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the airwaves have been clear of my transmissions for a while. i think it's time for a real update, instead of some lyrics, or picture and or some thoughless quote. music, to me, is very therapeutic but love, it heals the soul. i've healed and no longer feel melancholy.
it begins as i wake, the sunlight hitting my face, thoughts of you run freely though my mind. i float through breakfast, things tasting sweeter then i remember them ever being before. the world around me has new life and i can't help but stop and wonder if you are natures muse as well. weightlessness. love's speed. hypersensitivity. muffled sounds fill the air around me. the world is simply a backdrop, a stage for you to dance upon. your beautiful smile, my sun.
"i can't help falling in love you," he thought over and over there on the floor. it was more then just an innocent crush, he felt that from the start. as he moved into her space she slid her hand onto his back, rubbing the area between his shoulder blades. her small hand making small circles down to the small of his back. it was there he first realized how hard he had fallen.
she is a compassionate soul.
as i stumbles blissfully through my days the sight of you weakens my knees. my heart beats out of its steady pattern while my face begins to burn. your voice a refreshing, reassuring wash, letting me know i'm not the fool i think myself to be. my actions are no longer in vain... she beathes life for the world to take in.
at night i lay in bed, half sleep, half wake.. lost in the euphoric state she puts me in. today i began to wonder about that stage between the conscious and unconscious... you know, when one is thinking and accutely aware of what physically is going on around just before they hit dreamworld. i feel myself going falling asleep, my body always feels like it is flying away into some kind of heavenly abyss, shaded with different hues of blues and violed then glittered with stars. through the skies, over the world, into the night... does my spirit really soar like that?
i wonder if when we sleep then dream about others we know and sometimes know... if maybe our two souls intermingling in the skies? flying side by side through the vast intangible regions our conscious being could never comprehen.
free spirits dare to dream. dare to love.
it begins as i wake, the sunlight hitting my face, thoughts of you run freely though my mind. i float through breakfast, things tasting sweeter then i remember them ever being before. the world around me has new life and i can't help but stop and wonder if you are natures muse as well. weightlessness. love's speed. hypersensitivity. muffled sounds fill the air around me. the world is simply a backdrop, a stage for you to dance upon. your beautiful smile, my sun.
"i can't help falling in love you," he thought over and over there on the floor. it was more then just an innocent crush, he felt that from the start. as he moved into her space she slid her hand onto his back, rubbing the area between his shoulder blades. her small hand making small circles down to the small of his back. it was there he first realized how hard he had fallen.
she is a compassionate soul.
as i stumbles blissfully through my days the sight of you weakens my knees. my heart beats out of its steady pattern while my face begins to burn. your voice a refreshing, reassuring wash, letting me know i'm not the fool i think myself to be. my actions are no longer in vain... she beathes life for the world to take in.
at night i lay in bed, half sleep, half wake.. lost in the euphoric state she puts me in. today i began to wonder about that stage between the conscious and unconscious... you know, when one is thinking and accutely aware of what physically is going on around just before they hit dreamworld. i feel myself going falling asleep, my body always feels like it is flying away into some kind of heavenly abyss, shaded with different hues of blues and violed then glittered with stars. through the skies, over the world, into the night... does my spirit really soar like that?
i wonder if when we sleep then dream about others we know and sometimes know... if maybe our two souls intermingling in the skies? flying side by side through the vast intangible regions our conscious being could never comprehen.
free spirits dare to dream. dare to love.