some things more important than become...

there will always be discord - chaos - unrest. human nature at war with the consistency of inconsistence. today's me too movement brought to you by the letter "I" and the number "1". morality lost somewhere on the road to never enough. i have to think that God, sequestered safe within His realm of know, finds humor in the chaos. to realize His enough was traded for more. insatiable appetite of gluttons - inconsiderate as want. suffice of need displaced by conspiracy of greed...

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to one yet undisclosed...

feelings.

you know the ones.

the butterflies in your stomach ones. 

the coloring outside the lines undefined want.

the walk along wind-blown landscape of dreams from which no desire for waking.

(maybe not for you). 

perhaps you simply pass through rooms of unchanged -

your distinction between where i began and where i end no more defined than twilight grey -

no explosion of dawn or reverence of sunset.

i enter my day riding stallions of imagination.

while you - standing there -

aware of my entry,

remain close enough to the gate for escape.

you.

dream-catcher.

pendant of treasured fondness clutched tight.

a nightlight in the fear of lonely darkness.

i can't imagine a life after.

like hearing orchestras of contentment,

and then silence.

the nothing of an empty room.

i cannot speak to words in books of you i've yet to read.

but contained within the pages i've been given privilege to scan,

thoughts more beautiful than have -

a most necessary rain of satisfied on this desert of alone that used to be my life.

do i love you?

you decide.

for me it's more a question of how i defined the word - 

the feeling-

before you walked without precursor -

filled beyond expectation -

the empty of my could have been...