LoVe

It's written in the stars; it's written in our hearts.
God is it, but it isn't God.
The feeling when you long so much to see someone?
The fact that they inspire you everyday to be the best you can be?
The way you look into each others eyes?
Could it be something drawn from within?
Something far too deep to ever know for sure.
It grows.
Like none other.
Far too great to imagine.
The fantasies, they could posses it for what the eye can see.
But one can't see it.
A feeling.
A feeling that is ever so alive.
It's not living, but everything alive has it encompassed inside.
Because it is what created it.
The dark can't dim the power it threshes into you and I.
It takes courage, and kindness to use it to it's full capacity.
It's our quest to find it, but how do we know when we have found it?
Don't ask why any longer, nor propose how.
For don't you see?
It is love.

Fig

Gee, golly gee. 

Why me? 

Why did I have to be born in this generation? 

It couldn't be. 

I don't belong here you see. 

Maybe that's why I am. 

To make a wave. 

A tsunami of passion. 

To lead the next hurricane.  

Maybe I am the grain. 

The grain of sand. 

There are many out there yet few are noticed. 

For significance. 

What is this spoken of? 

Sig fig? 

Well, i could go for a fig. 

Surely I am not from this generation. 

The 7th

You're a raindrop on an April day
You make me smile in that way
you say my giggle makes you smile too
do you know that it's just for you
When you play for me, i cant get enough
Boy, this isn't a bluff
They way you look at me
I think to myself how lucky could I be
all the things that I love about you, I couldn't write them down
so happy that I met you in this small town
when you talked to me for the first time, i'll admit, I just froze
I know this is just the beginning, but I can't wait to see where this goes