Dear Catcher on my Dreams,
I notice from many nights and hours on time spent and now bankrupt. I understand and receive as much as I can from the situation. Ravishing light born, I will move on in my journey & I will pass thousand of streets but she’ll be my road of happiness, and tell me to stop! There’s no more need to pursue it. My standards of that special person I wait for it my life are pretty high, but she will be the bar. Now in my early Terrible 2’s, I slowly but surely will be entering that uncharted world of forever and ever. Love Sex and new life awaits me. From 2 we shall make sum. Some miniatures with names that will be stuck with them for life. As a soulmate and partner which will forever be 1, even when my days grow shorten by age and hairs become grey. I want her and extended my hand out into a hat filled with the world of names. LIKE A LILY AMONG THE THORNS But I’m not in a rush but I pick more wisely. Those old years teach u wisdom. Those Short relationships from my history. But this girl who I look for with a name I know not is going to be perfect in my eyes but riddle with bullets holes to others. Ex’s will wish to be her and on her level. She’ll let dem know that they mite want to buy a space shuttle or a ladder that’s forever. This girl I wish to meet soon will give me that other 180 to make us 360. She and I. Us together not ever acknowledge them or thoses. Hating will max out and become the norm. I want her to leave me clueless. Quiet ignorance of another kind, Blood and impact, a greenish blue, A brighter blue than I used to. Turn sad into happy. She’s cleaner then a virgin in detergent. We will just lay in the meadow and watch clouds together. Laugh at the images painted in the sky. That only we can see. Bite off the heads of animal cookies and drink a chilled glass of lemon aid. But at nite we'll Play connect the dots with stars and drink wine and talk about our outer this world love for each other, we call stars or mars an inside joke that will always provide a smile. Cosmic filled eyes my girl, her goodness shows, like an open flower. Sweet fragrance flowers spreading its pedals Makes me feel more alive then the first morning of spring. A girl who can brings life to a leafless garden. Hazel eyes, baby lotions soft skin. Flowing hair. A voice that sounds like an opening fanfare for angels as they gain there white dove like set of wings. She will shot dead black crows and the supplication dies down and makes my misery long forgotten, rotten, burn them to ashes. I want her to be my world, my eternity. She can Make me laugh by accident, Bring me out of my comfort zone and show me other new light to life. I may be a virgin to the world but I’m open minded.Fruitless Desire that’s bittersweet….kinda like when it rains with the sun out and no clouds in the sky.To be continue...
Sincerely, Pitcher of Creative Imaginations Spawn by Shawn opps i mean Sean
To be continue...
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