Touch me tuesday aka The follower

I guess you can call her a pen pal or a listener or better yet a follower... yeah that's what I'll call her a follower so interesting she is, so sexy she is, so educated she is, so perfect damn it!! Did i think that out loud? The truth of the matter is I'm infatuated with her words... yea i said her words i can't go a day without wonder what she is going to say, how will she say it, will it finally be me she talks about. It never is but I'm never disappointed she strokes my conscious, imagination, and emotions with every word. i know your saying does she know this... HELL NO!!! and with your help she'll never know as long as you keep your mouth shut we (you and i) will be just fine. Enough of this stuff let me tell you what happen.

OK so I began writing on this blog thingy(it was random long story) i was just writing to get thoughts out of my head and into the creative air for others to experience. I was relieving a lot of built up creativity in my heart. Not really worried if anyone read it. Then i get my first comment and boom I'm addicted to what people think. It's like i wanna know, i need to know, i need reactions, and interactions... but i only had one comment how could i be so attention needy after one comment... see the comment went like this...

with each breath of every day
you make a mark in this world in a unique way
your steps make a path for others to follow
because what you did yesterday might better someones tomorrow
so take charge and take heed
you have a purpose a calling
what you have someone will need
don't worry about the future or what you do not know
just come into your own and blessings grow

Okay... i know... i know... powerful stuff (that right thurr) could make you want more right? Ok so i soaked that up and what do you think happen next?
Exactly!!! Nothing...

As the world turns

As the day moves into night and i begin to wind down from a long days work i drift into contemplation. Where do i go from here? What is the matter of my force? How do i continue? As i stare out the window watching the wind blow the trees. i realize time is flying by, i am far beyond the age i chose my destiny to meet me. (But is it really my choice?) i thought we had an agreement. Guess not. As my mind continues to drift further into dreamland the weather starts to change the once clear night clouds blow away and the heavy burdened clouds appear. A thunderous noise makes my heart skip a beat but i never lose sight of my favorite star. The polaris also known as the north star or north polar star for centuries sailors used this star as a guilding light today i use this star as motivation to reach for the moon. Even with the rain pouring down on my window i know that this star remains bright. The rain gets heavier at times and makes me want to move away from the window but i can't, im just so attracted to the stories of journey that have reached that star.

HER

i know i met my prototype... but could this be the love of my life... we size up perfectly... i have an idea of what she thinks of me but... "i dont wanna to be cheesy" but damn isn't she lovely, isn't she pretty...doesnt she want me...hopefully...

Ok well.. so do you and your halo may wanna come closer... cause as im writing this blog not a flaw comes to mind and THAT never happens.... especially with my mind... as the thoughts roll through my head and Kemistry's Love calls comes on in my mental radio station and it says there's no where to hide when love calls... take me away with your kiss... to many words have been spoken... and there are things that will never be broken... i see the way she looks at me as if to say it's arrived... somethings happening me the man i am wants her to walk with me to heaven... when we hugged i felt her heart beat... thump thump tha thump tha tha thump tha tha tha tha that thump was me knock at the door of her heart and when she lets me in i will dead lock the valve and not come out... close your eyes open your heart and let love come inside... i see why I... made that drive.