May 02, 2004 19:50
my dreams and desires are the word of the day
your insane joy of being around causes my face to motion upward.
learning of past deeds, and planning future ones
this melted pile of a man is built into shape and into form
your radiant hands melt the ice, and put a smile on my heart.
my eyes are wet again but not from lamenting, but from joy
i feel as if a gift was given to me, on a cold winters night
abandoned and starving, that became my emotional salvation.