Admire

You are the voice of the sun, spitting fire that blazes trails of madness across the sky. You are the hands of the moon, gently rocking the cradle of insanity; insisting it lie dormant for a time. You are the Amber glow that passively shines it's light to reveal the path out of the darkness. You are the face on the wall that only speaks by the alignment of the stars and the movement of the ocean. You are the deep thoughts in my head that force me to think about the storms passed and storms to come. You are what my shallow way of thinking loves to tickle and wallow in. Reminding me that the sun will shine again. You are the reason behind my every breath and the purpose for my every step. You are my daily bread... How can you say that you mean nothing to me when you are everything Rb