A kiss for the ages
An epic embrace
A long lasting voyage
Through time and through space
An infinite journey
Towards what can’t be replaced
It’s the thrill of the hunt
The thrill of the chase
Having the courage
To come face to face
If just for the moment
That it all gets erased

From the seasonings you use‬
‪To that oh so pleasant smell‬
‪The aromas from the kitchen ‬
‪In someways, casts a spell‬
They come from far
They come from wide
From tales of what you can provide
‪My stomach growls‬
‪My mouth has drool‬
‪My tastebuds yearn‬
‪My eyes get full‬
‪Using only the ingredients ‬in front of you ‬
‪You turn them into something beautiful‬

How do I find you?
Where do I go?
I’d search through the desert
I’d freeze in the snow
My mind cannot fathom
A world all alone
I’ve searched every crevice
Lifted each stone
But I still cannot find you
To have and to hold
And hand you this locket
Made of diamonds and gold

They’re the eyes of acceptance
A warm amber glow
From a side of the person
You’re reluctant to show
You’re the embers of fire
To watch burning slow
You’re the breeze through the night
That comes and then goes
You’re the garden of Eden
The bud of a rose
Vulnerable, you leave me
Completely exposed
But grateful you’ll have me
The one that you chose

I’m distraught but unabashed
My futures in the trash
I wagered every dime I had
All my hard earned cash
I have little to no chance
Of regaining all my cash
So I’ll start again
And be back in a flash
I’ve taken my last stance
On money and romance
So I guess I’ll have to reassess my evil ways

He’s the producer of sin
The maker of lies
That I wouldn’t have believed
If not seen by my eyes
He’s the hoarder of hatred
The one who decides
To punish the others
Just along for the ride
A rebellious rebel
That revels in stride
Not an excuse of envy
That excludes; divides
A wealth of great knowledge
That he never provides
But he’s easily mistaken
As just one of the guys

‪The changing of seasons‬
‪The color of leaves‬
‪Red as the fury‬
‪Of a cold winters breeze‬
‪The change in the weather‬
‪What’s come to be‬
‪Under the shade in the valley ‬
‪Of a lone standing tree‬
‪That grows in directions ‬
‪Wild and free‬
‪And in return
It allows us to breathe‬