June 21st, 2006

June 21st, 2006
It's still early in the night. I can smell it. I can taste it. My thoughts, abstract. Heart- heavy, but not weighted. I know what's going on and I won't stop it. It'll find its way. I remember these feelings, though not freshly. The summer does it. Brings sweet love and pleasant moments. The winter made me bitter and it always ends, like the cold. Let's keep it warm now, and sweet. Because it is fair and I want it. Smiles, erupting from that deep sacred place. Under my heart and under my gut. I know it is good. So good for me. It feels stronger, better and all-the-more dangerous. So shame on me for allowing all this to happen. It's the rush. The feeling of not knowing is what I love. And this is even stronger than most. Good for me to find this now in such a dull and wasted time. No longer wasted. Now I can feel it all making a difference. And that I really love.