Late nights, car rides, and nervous eyes.
Tell me why I see you so clearly in the night…
You will always shine in the light I have made for you
even when that light wasn’t so bright.
Shaking hands and indecent gestures
your laugh consumes me.
A friend from now and a friend until then.
The lights shine from me to you
I remember the days of unknowing truth.
Show me those old times with new smiles and livid ties.
I see you in the ambiance you have created
this night and all the others I am elated.
You are the only sense of happiness on dark nights
Forever you and I kick it from great heights.
I am feelin’ you
in all the wrong ways and
summer’d out days.

I am honestly influenced by music and words they draw to me the same feeling of unending bliss as do my dreams. Within these feelings I find no other feeling other than this love to be compared easily. My dreams for me give me perpetual strength to build onward with the soul captivating ideals i so seemingly enjoy creating. The words I hear and the ones who speak them have never impressed me so i find that wonder in the eyes of this beholder. I take these eyes and make them see the beauty for which only my dreams perceive. I bring it alive and I dance with it under forests of dim light. I write and I write because I will always escape this world somehow even if I have to to tear down all the walls.

I am the domesticated Daydreamer. finding simplicity in the beauty of all things. see through the natural lies and become one as we dwell in the sunrise. keep it light and enjoyable for the days are ours to consume.  find no need to pressure forth when this steady pace is mine to adjust. see life in the eyes of a tree so calm and strong these roots within me. enjoy the breaks with a book and some bark let the trees shade you from what has left you scarred. see the beauty inside an uneasy soul its ready to mold and from love be told the steps to happiness. this is the movement of eyes and hands grazing over the incomparable honesty of how the human being operates. skin to skin lips to lips we are just muscles and nerves ending where others muscles and nerves begin.

follow me here into the depths of the ocean where the waves collapse my lungs and retrieve my spirit. we were blessed with the simple knowing of our souls. they whispered at great lengths so far apart they heard one another. i saw you see me for all the heaviness i am. with such strength you pulled the weight and threw it away to the shore line hoping for high tide. it came at its own pace but it pulled away all it could and has left space for creativity. I see all peace in the sea within the arms of giant who beholds the means to repair all imperfections. solidify my concerns for drowning discomfort you have pushed me over the edge and thrown me a raft but missed because i must learn to swim. “Keep your head above the water” you’d shout from amidst the boat you have brought me in. so I kick and struggle and im drowning and your shouting “you must relax and see that i am seen and unseen in the eyes of the life that clings to the night in hopes to float to me in eloquent motions” so i close these horizon eyes and breathe out the fear of God. “to remember me in hatred is to remember me in love so remember me for indifference and you too shall float above” daysleeper has released the nervous tension and has given me the strength to be no other than a teacher and lost soul to the seed as it grows. i am rescued from the ocean and im soaking wet with emotion. my body is wrapped in the warmth of the savior i was threatened from. you have consumed me in your radiance where i will always stay and i love the way the ocean smells and you smell together as one. and once i woke from this dream it seemed that i had been breathing in and exhaling out the sweet sea and herbal tea.

I can no longer feel you crashing into me.
As the weather starts to bring in sweet mornings and lovely nights I wonder where you are.
I can't find any scent of you left behind on my sheets.
Your shirt has lost all reminders that you ever wore it.
It was a simplistic summer of ideas that consumed me in you.
Now nothing is clutching me to your chest.
I am no longer riding shotgun in your car with your hand holding my head as I fell asleep.
I cant feel you anywhere.

has a knack for giving me the weather I need when I need it.
Let the thunder shake my soul, the lightning awake these tired senses, and let the rain consume me.

I am a true vagabond.
Flowing in and out of the moments presented with a fierce desire to absorb as much knowledge from every experience. I have taken a piece of every place with me and kept them all close at heart.
The night life of Vegas. The Heat from Tuscon. The Storms from Tempe. The Sunsets from San Antonio. The History from D.C. The Laziness of L.A. The snow from Denver. The Rose from Abileene. The pens from Dallas. The spirit of Austin. The smog from Houston.The frostbite from Grand Forks. The sand from San Diego. The trees from Alexandria. The Disney Magic from Orlando. The tornadoes from Pratville.
I have taken a piece of every state and city and absorbed its significance. The days fade into nights and I am somewhere new every time. I love the cities I have been too and the worlds that I have collided with.
I am a true Vagabond. Even if my home is here or there I am in spirit everywhere.