Love Rain

The rain fell
It reminded me of you.
You always smelled like the rain...

Like sweet honeysuckled
Dreams drenched in bliss
Coming to fruition...

And
               so
                           I
                                        danced.

                                              I

                           Danced

        in the

R
a
i
n

With angels like
Heaven couldnt
Hardly wait to
Touch my skin.
I felt  f   r  e  e d  o  m
in my fingertips
Passion in my soles
I felt your spirit
Do
       P
         i
           r
             o
                u
                   h
                   e
                 t
              t
           e            
        s

Around my heart
Until the moon
Chased the clouds away
And I felt
Your  smile pour over me

It rained  today.
It reminded me of you.
You always smelled like the rain.

First Time

(No thats not what I meant by first time, but on the same subject...)

You know that feeling when you kiss someone for the first time?

That moment when you feel magic in your fingertips.

Like...

This moment will never fade and you can feel yourself spinning from your pinky toe to your outermost eyelash.

Every muscle in you surrenders to the unadulterated titillation of this persons mere thoughts.

You can hardly breathe, yet somehow you feel more alive in that very moment.

You gain more clarity in that feeling than you have ever cared to comprehend.

That moment...

That Feeling...

I wanna live for that moment.

I wanna die in that feeling.

Ive been chasing that "first time" feeling since my first love, and for once Im discovering it in myself. Although, completely by accident, Ive found  Im finding something in me thats scary, and amazing, and insightful, and potentially disasterous, and magical. Im finding peace.

Last month, I had no idea what my next move would be in terms of career, love, money, LIFE. This month, I still have absolutely no clue. The only difference between last month and this month, is that Im not trying to force anything to happen. Someone once told me "its gonna be what its gonna be" in reference to a relationship. I wasnt able to receive that message at that point, but I think I get the correlation to all aspects of life now. There will be days when shit is just not that great. Roll with it. It cant last forever, right? Take those days, hours, minutes, moments to reflect inwardly. Hey, you might find that its complete and utter bullshit. But what do you have to lose by trying? A couple of minutes?

Figure out a way to find solace in your storm.

Only you know whats best for you. And only you can do that.  So do it. Whatever works. Do it.