Posted in Writingson Jun 24, 2005
This is in responce to a poem I found.
I slept in this morning, you were in my dreams
Thoughts still dominate, I smile all day long
Big things it seems, though its just sitting and talking
Concerts, journeys, epics and feats,
I relive all these things every time I think of you.
Every minute I ask, is there something here?
I always know the answer
In my heart, I love you
Even life is a dream, seems more than real
Am I being logical, or is my heart being carried away,
or is it just the twitterpation from love?
I keep trying to understand myself,
clarity.