I run my fingers over your baby picture and just think to myself, what an incredible human you are
You sent me a pocketful of joy via a playlist I’m listening to Marks by Beauvois as I trace the lines of your yellow cape and oversized sombrero
I try to imagine what little you was thinking and if you had a clue you were such an extraordinary being
I think somehow you have always known what made you different, deeper, more sensitive

I imagine that every song that comes on the playlist is a message from you
I play it for the plants and announce that you’ve sent us a new gift meant to communicate and raise the frequency around us
On a day where without a word you knew, I needed you to come through
Man do I love you...wow do I love you...tapping my feet to Easy by Beauvois as I type this
You just are and leave me at a loss for words. I close my eyes and feel you in the air, reminding me what Love is...that unexplainable, borderless feeling of just knowing the existence of YOU. Yet I have no confirmation except the space that I hold inside myself and in the air around me... you move into my space so effortlessly. The Bridge by Beauvois plays as I think of you almost as if you speak to me through the music. Man, do I Love you...Wow, do I love you...and that sir is what you do to me...what you say to me...without words...I launched a wish and a feeling. I hope that it lands in your heart and burns like an ember until the day I can lay eyes on the boy who grew to be the man...I doubt you’ll be wearing a yellow cape and oversized sombrero, but I feel I would recognize you anyway...Outside by Beauvois as I complete this man do I love you...Wow, do I love you...I feel it to my core,❤️that’s all...thank you for the musical thread to you.
Weekend by Beauvois