soaring

into the woods...the mist...thats where i want to stay. you can stay too, as long as you keep that quiet intensity about you. an intellectual stares through your fingertips with green eyes. but that darkness calls me again. that solitude, that quiet moodiness i just need sometimes. well, now i need it all the time. no. thats untrue. i just want it all the time, something entirly diffirent. wanting and needing. my soul does need it a bit though.

 because souls need things you know. like a garden, they need tending.  mine needs darkness sometimes. and music. acoustic piano, or guitar. and stars. and someitimes, black velvet, and marlboros. i remember...never mind. unimportant. its just...i dont want to escape this mood. ever. i would be astoundingly happy, to feel this way forever. just stay locked in my room. maybe lost, in my woods, outside my circle. (because i know he can find me outside my circle now.)

  my life is like a sunrise right now. always, the beginning of sunrise. where the sky is still blackish, purple, above you, but you can see the split. the line of dawn. the excitement, that accompinies that sight. the hope. the gold line of beauty, ever, right next to that darkness. mellow sweet life...melancholy laced with hope for the future. and this is where im at.

  staring in awe, at heaven, every moment, a new dawn breaking on the shores of my thoughts, and i am flying on it. finally. and i dont want to come down...i dont want morning to break all the way yet...i just want to live in this surreal moment...light a candle. wrap my mind with that black velvet...and fly. just fly...but, alas...tonight i soar alone. in my notebooks you see. i just needed to post a quick dream...a quick glimpse, a breath of real life, to coat my jaded mind. and here i end my ramble...and waunder to the land of ink and trees...how i love you....