everybody loves raymond.Saturday, July 28, 2007

they say love makes you blind. you know, they may just be right. not love, infatuation, perhaps. has a way of blinding you to other things that exist in the world. funnily enough, when you open your eyes.. the sunshine prickles, takes your eyes a little time to adjust to the flooding of light.. but you can't help but smile. you can't help but smile because you can see. and because you like what you see. the world IS colorful :)

I dream about you like the stoners dream about their drugs. They can smell it, taste it in their dreams. They wake up and have it for breakfast, lunch, dinner and dessert. They relish it. Devour it with passion and fervour, yet appreciate its subtleties. They are connoisseurs in their own right, and they need their fix. I need you like they need their drugs.
You have the world's largest cache of goodness hidden inside you, along with all the world's creativity and compassion. By those measures you're anything but poor. I see you as this rich vibrant swirling colour of energy. You're so... Female. Girl. Woman. And you're not poor in your choice of words, or the quality of your ideas, and the contents of your dreams.
Not having you made me want you more.
we're like a perfect game of tetris, you and i..

The world is full of love. you just gotta open your eyes and let them adjust to the light.