musings flip I look to you and your beautiful face looks back...questioning. I look simply because i love you, it's a pleasure to look at anything so wonderful, i'm amazed you are with me. I fail to see what's so good about me, but if you can see it....you love me. Makes me feel warm inside, my heart burning, longing for you, never be seperated. I want to be inside you, enter you and experience the world of you. I wonder if it's all it's cracked up to be. I still think it'd be wonderful. I don't mind though, i figured it out. I WILL wait until you're ready. If i'm just with you, i'm happy. What more do i need. Listening to you talk even. Your voices soothes no matter the case. I realised that i have everything in the world that i want at the moment. I am with the most wonderful person who loves me, i have something to believe in and something to aspire to. I cannot think of a single thing i want. Strange enough, my life is complete, you have completed me. I have learned my lesson though, i will never ever take you for granted again. I nearly lost you and i don't want to experience that again. I know it's my fault any i silently thank you every day for sticking with it. I promise you that i will be as good as i can to you, give you everything and love you more than anyone else can. I hope we can be together forever. I have everything in the world to look forward to and i hope you feel the same way. I will always love you. Even in death. True love knows no bounds and it will not be stopped. 040918 ... jane i always thought i'd marry a poet. or an artist. i wanted to muse someone between the suns and the moons. with the musicians lately, so many with so many songs, and not one for me. i've been mused, too - nearly every moment of every relationship, i can't not write about love. or death. perhaps it's more secretive. people write, draw, create, manipulating matter in some magical genesistic trance, never showing anyone. but i'm there - i am immortal between the pages of somebody's notebook. 120816 what's it to you? who go blather from