poem- you are

 You are...

I WAS BORN FOR THIS
this dream this thing inside of me to be birthed
with every ughhhhhh, oh my gosh, and come on!
something happens something grows
something happens something grows EVERY single time.
it is impossible for me to dream and it not come true
that thing you say is so contrayer to all reason
''that God you dream of is just to big''
everytime something grows.

often people say what do you want to be...
but it's more like look at who i have become
I would push, but why it is so natural
so simple, ease has become my middle name, (He has finished everything)
passion urupts almost to the point it looks like i might SELF frickin distruct
like an atomic bomb or a bushel of bannanas and donkey kong
i was made to explode with JOY and hope
i was made to be extreme to not be intimadated by the extraordinary.
Because thats what i am
can i make it yes i can
No i can 
you can, we can. 
Hold my hand and dont let go, lets take it fast lets take it slow, fast and slow again.
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It just happens to be my very best friend is invisible and lives inside of me at once.


when i get around you it all makes sense
you are the chlorophyl in my leaves 
you are the breeze whispering into my tree
saying ''it's your time to bloom''
next to you I've taken a stand, you have intertwined your fine fierce roots in mine
together here we change the world
representing love into every hug, smile, word, and thought
knowing that all I have to do is wake up and you will show up.

Serenating me with the finest love songs of promise and security
leaving me with an expectancy of your goodness to continually be displayed.

You are the one
we are one
you dance in my belly.

It's here I truely cherish the confidence
that only comes from your presence.
And the awe and mystery of knowing the depths of you.

your words are a perfect sonnet froclicing through
my ears penetrating the deepest places in my imagination

washing through and through

spinning,  your cleansing everything

You are the original programer

rewiring my head showing me a world I never dreamed possible;

and that world has become a reality right before my very own eyes,

I did not contain the ability to imagine this,

even in my artistic mind that continually is inventing ideas, concepts, and new paterns

I thought I was highly creative until I met you,

I've now realized you are my source, and you don't mind sharing.

everything is swirling world of color world of life,

who needs rehab?

your love is my drug

my solo addiction

you are my delight

encompising all of my body

the entirety of all I am, have been, and will become

you have the ability to touch all at once

and bring into completion with just one word.

but i think you perfer kisses over words

and that I was born to tell the world.

A man, a God, a lover lives inside of me and

your kisses create planets, nebulas, and supernovas

i find myself getting sucked into your black hole of love

chosing to forfeit all of control. that is easy when drunk with love,

lying in the green pasture of unconditional acceptance

as you are creating a whole new galaxy for me to explore.

you are the most captivating first impression i have ever had

looking in your eyes is the way i learn theology and discover my love for gelotology

you invent and represent a way,

that never gets old, musty, or exausting it stays so fresh and ever so inviting

and i say yes yes yes to who you are.

to the dreams you have placed inside of me

yes to discovering infinite you more and more everyday of my life

yes to the eyes that displace lies, darkness, infirmity, fear

your eyes call me out of solitude as you put me before you.

your laughter is like a hoedown

taking over my farm

intoxicating me with the most profound peace and security

you are the best thing that has ever happened to me.