the world is so rush rush these days people dont stop to smell the flowers anymore but I did this afternoon and I inhaled the smell
of the flower off of the cherry blossom tree I inhaled a smell so sweet it could not be replicated by man. when I exhale I let go of the flower and released the branch and that sweet smelling flower back to its orignal owner so someone else could enjoy its beauty or sweet smell

I am a spectator of life for the most
i enter in sometimes but for the most
part i am looking in from the outside trying
to figure out what is going on it there are many lives
I am not a fan of watching tv i am a fan of watching a
child ride a bike for the first time . the person that steps out of a
building that got there first job that did not want to show exitement why they where enterview but yanked there hand back as they lift there knee when they got two feet away from a building
construction men having a conversation on the corner
about there day and how hard there job is as they stand in the sun pooring with sweet . the parents walking there child to the car after they graduate . I watch the hurst go down the street after a funeral and the women role out of the hospital after she has a baby . I also smell the flowers on the trees occasionally too.
mmm yeah life

Dear love where have you been?
I have been looking for you my whole life.
I have defined you in many ways in my mind.
I have pictured in my fantasies as this glorious thing.
That will make me whole one day.
I have dressed you in the sunshine of my mind during the day
At night I ran the warm water of what is most beautiful about human race and bathed you with the stars.
Love when you finally come to me I promise to give you the red carpet treatment.
I will make sure I put on the dress of my best character
Send the limo of my heart
Invite you to a ball room lit up with my spirit .
Have the top shelf wine of my deepest thoughts ready to reveal them to you willingly.
Love is patient so I will wait for you as long as you need me to.

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I wondering how to figure out the mystery of me
I am not sure what path to take
I am not sure what turns I should make on the road of life
Sometimes I am endless tunnel of wonder or I have peaces to a puzzle I cannot put together

In a world where perception changes by the second it is good to know that certain things are universal like hello , goodbye and peace .

Friendship is like a waterfall in the mist of deep mountains on a tropical island.
When the sun of the world becomes too hot for you. You can all ways step into the cool
Water of a friend conversation and laughter. If you step into the sand pit of misery and despair
You always look to your friend to extend you a branch of kindness and a comforting word.
And when the sun of life goes down for another day and the bright stars set in a dark sky the complements them. You always look at that sky and think about how your friend complements you.