Sadly as Reimann’s hypothesis so will my love for him remain
Moments drop off logarithmically as my anxiety increases exponentially
Sleep will not come
Forces of intuition tell me sadly that past proof is truth
Time is taxing my remaining survival resources
the pool is dangerously shallow
Maintaining a shield of aloofness
Chained by my own self doubt,
Not being near enough and yet too close
Tell me is it fact, fantasy or fiction?

Daydreams are a pleasure, night dreams are a gift
A gift we give ourselves, some we accept, some we
reject, the choice is ours alone. Once accepted a dream
can not be given back or forgotten, for an acknowledged
dream is another step in a long long journey. Not a smooth
journey but one of emerging emotions, awakening realizations
new beliefs, backwards perspectives and heroic accomplishments.

Have you ever been captured by something so beautiful that it
makes you want to weep because the desire to hold on to that
feeling is totally overwhelming?

tell me please
is laughter not a form of love
gratitude more fulfilling than accomplishment
stillness more rejuvenating than sleep
intrigue more motivating than money?

Time lapse
Remembering the future is just fine
New concepts of light, space and time
Being on the edge of new ideas
Listening and learning from two different eras
Believing in fate and destiny
Sometimes traps me sometimes sets me free

Whistler
Being cradled in the valley of the mountains
so omniscient and yet so protective and soothing
A surge of strength is reflected back upon our souls
so vulnerable and naive
Celestial feeling are born time and time again
as we ponder over fate
Destinies denied by occurrences that will not
(because they can not) ever be explained

Come to me in my sleep
Where tears are dry as we weep
Talk is silent in the night
Whispered thoughts form twilight
I’m longing for you
Please come to me
With or without the sun
We will have synergy