Busted out the Old Notebook.

Pages 106-115, 4/25/07-4/28/07

[loving mania, questioning existence, productivity, loving you, but fearing success]

Cloud in my head and a dam in my heart.
I apologize.
Cursing this lack of belief that you logically justify.
One conversation too many spent talking about size.
Placing ourselves in relation to stars in the skies.

But the river and its calming effect
Where we forfeit our intellect
And admit insignificance

Lasting impression of honesty I can't deny
Tries to convince me three months is a very long time.
All of the bitter to take for a season of bliss.
I fear the sidewalk's end. You fear the walk that we'll miss.

But your hand and its calming effect
And how we effortlessly connect
You give me the strength to accept I'll never know.

In case if you missed it, my heart's had a big recent weight gain
A month and a few conversations and nothing's the same
Some great reaction to music and coffee and rain
So I'll just try to optimize pleasure and minimize pain

But your songs and their calming effect
As I'm hearing your heart reflect
It puts things in retrospect and I know
We can't choose how high we will grow
But we choose all the people we know
And we pick out the places we go to ensure that we're happy one day.

And that's all that I want for you anyway.

[that's still all I want for you. you chose me. you picked here. let's be happy.]

Floating Figurines

wake me darling
hold my heart
cause life is getting shorter
we get older
time and space mean less now
just two vessels wind

we'll be floating figurines
permanently caught inside a weightless dream

waving fondly
where our bodies lie
we're bound by nothing
spirit's drawn to light
we're manifesting
perfect resting sleep

we'll be floating figurines
permanently caught inside a weightless dream

hold my body while we pass the time

time is flying by