Saturday, April 11, 2009



I can't stop staring into those eyes.

They entice me with brief glimpses into your soul…

A portal, so cliché, it is more true now that I have seen it for myself.

I am embraced by the comfort I find within,

My very own brown eyed girl.


It seems endless, the amount of passion and love that you possess.

An unending passion that has too long been suffocated, now breathes.

A love -left to long- to mediocrity, now indulges in reciprocity.

All that once was unappreciated now flourishes.

Let all that you are… bloom.

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Just a regular guy living a (somewhat) regular life with some exceptional content along the way. Just like you I am finding my way and trying to share some knowledge/insight as I come by it.