Prelude To A Dream

And this could be everything.

I don't wanna dream anymore

I need a constant. I don't like playing the game of cat and mouse today. It's silly really what the clouds can do to you. Darken the sky, darken your mind.

We are the constant

In chaos, the theory and more

Infinite X's in finite equations and XOXO's.

We are

Suns behind heavy clouds,

Grasses beneath fresh snowfalls.

The seasons are changing but

I can still taste your kiss,

In the same way I taste blooming flowers in fresh spring air.

And later when leaves turn shades of red and orange

To light the passion in your eyes,

I patiently wait for my wintertime.

But while earth was breathing out, I was breathing in

I could still smell autumn on your summer skin

When we rode bicycles through piles of undead leaves and

They scattered and changed into snowflakes and friendly rays of once lonely sun.

The warm embraced the cold; the seasons fell in love.

Summer, spring, fall, and winter all turned into one.

So hold me close,

Together we'll blur the days into a mixture of unnamed colors

And when we're finished we'll align the planets and stars beyond

To carve our initials upon the sky because

Weare the constant

In change and love

Time held in a clock

God's presence in the dark

Forever our two hearts.

I'm flyer, I'm higher. So please don't shoot me down. Hate is such a weak emotion. Anger is such a motivating emotion. Try not to let your hate motivate. And don't let your anger instigate, but let it insight change. thats the good weed. the right blood to bleed. I heard you were looking for me. you can't find this. You couldn't handle it if you found it. So don't find it. I found it. The right way. The better way. A brighter day. I'd better say that nothing is over. This is not over. Nothing is over. I'll always learn more than you. Because I fuck up more than you. Yes the element is hot. Even on the third time trying.

You are the yellow bird I've been waiting for.