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How could this possibly be a anything fake 
For that would be true if you were Rod 
Or Todd 
Or Harry 
Or drake ...
But no, you seem to arrive at just the right pace
Perhaps anyone else it would just be a disgrace 
Yet you 
My king 
I swear it's those lines in your eyes 
That smile you wear churns  my mind and heart awake
That brain of yours reaching and stretching pure grace. 
I watch your arms and hands sway when you speak . 
Your words trickle of your tongue like the great escape . 
Making me think before I speak  
Why do I still try to explain it to you 
Do you truly see the magic that resides in u?
I am so used to it you see
Trying to make sense, to articulate my fate 
I love my ideas, they can truly motivate 
And I don't need to prove to you 
I make some killer pancakes 
Or that I love to decorate 
Or promise I'll be good to you 
Because well truth is the truth is the truth 
You see it's just this way 
Many people need things 
Arranged a very specific way 
In order for them to be and feel ok
Like fitting inside squares and ovals 
or hearts made of cake. 
So I give them a piece of me 
My own unique shape 
Unable to change this way that I communicate. 
Some say Sarah, 
You are so rare. I've been waiting so long to see that pretty face 
You are truly 
Gods gift to this place. They say share as much as you like, it's fine you are safe. 

So you see, 
I will believe anything that you say. Especially when it comes to the music of time and space and heart handshakes .
Then 2 weeks later they disappear from plain view. Or I have to say no thanks as the connection I feel just didn't ring true 
The usual reason is all the sudden, 
I'm much too deep 
But not long ago I was 
A living breathing saint? 
Could I tone it down? Not talk until 8?
Sarah your words give me a nasty headache! 
I scratch my head as not knowing what to do. That's strange 
How odd 
Just recently They said they wanted and loved all the things I do. 
I believe people, because you see, 
My intentions are true 
If I tell you, it's the truth. 
And no matter how many times 
I've gotten lies and pretend sighs, 
I wouldn't let it keep me from knowing 
What it's like to finally come home to you 

will you honor and keep me safe? I believe you. I truly do. 
They were just all preparing me for you. 
I've made some foolish mistakes. And that's perfectly ok..
I didn't always choose well when it came to real dates. But that's ok we learn and that is what makes life so great. 


You don't seem to understand 
Why I keep saying thanks 
While I fish for the "one right word"

That says it all straight 
And could possibly add up 
To what it means to truly appreciate 
All the things you have done Since our very first coffee date. 
The words I love you can be tattered and worn. Misused and construed only for the the righteous ones. Thinking of themselves rather then the power of US. 
So I get it.. I do. 
But I must confess my love
Thanks is all I know how to do
When i dreamed about you so long 
And wishing you could be near 
 I have always longed for real ness
Honesty and truth 
anyone can make a castle 
Out of sand, wood stone and couple of unreliable screws . 
We pretend it will stay and weather a quake. We truly convince ourselves 
That its the story that life creates . But we know the difference We worry what our mothers, brothers or fiends think But how can it be love when it shatters and breaks?  
My dear love can't you see? 
We have turned a new leaf 
We can dream any dream we choose
When we are awake. 
And I would also gladly sleep in with you any day of the week. 


I've been looking into many faces 
Secretly wishing it was you 
But I'm afraid I can't stop 
Writing poems on this canvas 
That you and I create 
That you hang in our favorite room by the lake. You are my eternal flame. And if you need me to remind you every day of the week , since 48-36 hours is much to early to speak and you may not believe me anyway, I am more then happy to wait... as long as you need to understand or tp trust why our hearts are in Sync. 
This was no accident. 


I wonder if we met a different time 
Would you look at me 
with the same Grin 
I see now on your gorgeous square chin? 
That smile of yours it is so  true 
It is a celebrated mellow 
I want to kiss it softly every minute and every hour 
If I could would you say " ok Sarah , now break. I never want to make you run or suffocate. I want you to soar above the clouds and feel peace at night when you sleep or lie awake. I hope it's my body you take on as part of your embrace. 
I'll be your greatest queen 
The one who supports our dreams 
A woman who isn't weak
But could melt like a sweet Bar of fudge 
on a hot midsummer Orlando street 
Cause all you gotta do is lean in 
Show me that strength
Please be real... and mean what you say
Because I'll keep believing you until my breath becomes weak 
and it's time to sail away to another far away place...,, 
So strong you are 
Like permanent paint 
Not rusty or dusty 
But honest and straight 
Don't have time to dance tango
With a temporary mate 
I want to glide across the dance hall,  
While our music sets the beat... 

I want to share in a lifetime of feasts. 
Do you dare come dream them with me?
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