Dirt lined finger tips
Grease streaked faded blue jeans falling to your hips
Work-boots that leave a footprint
every damn place you go
And I don't mind it at all
'Cause the way the sunlight hits your face
Lights the little spikes lining your jaw
Blue eyes lined in brown eyelashes
And all I'm thinking is, Oh My God
How did I get to this moment
Of watching a thing so bright
Resting next to me in cowboy gear
Setting my heart on fire
You're the story in my pages
The heartbeat of all my dreams
You're the pulse of every desire
My one and only for all my years
Right now, billions of neurons in your brain are working together to generate a conscious experience -- and not just any conscious experie...
In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest, where no one sees you, but someti...
May I be filled with loving kindness. May I be peaceful and at ease. May I be free from suffering. May I be happy. May I be safe. May...