Sitting down with me
Isn't like
Sitting down with
Just anyone.
Life cannot remain
As it was
It has to become
More than
The past
Whether that is
More pleasure
Than pain
Is up to you,
But we are here
At the table
In this bar
At this club
On this bus
Because the universe
Wanted to
Quicken you.
Without you
I am a solitary
Storm of ideas
And passions
Waiting to be
Expressed…
You are the
Magical
And missing
Ingredient of
All space
And time…
That might be
A little hard
To accept
Or swallow
Except for the fact
That here we are
You and I
And I can see
In your eyes
That my words
Force tears
To the surface
And to you sir
There is
An excitement
To break the doldrums
You didn't even know
You were trapped in.
Man, woman, or child
Matters not
You deserve more
Than you can
Imagine
Which is why
I am here
With you
So we can feel
Together more is
Possible.
Dream with me
Come adventure
With me
There is a world
Of possibilities
I want to play in
With you…
Can you feel
Your heart quickening
Can you sense
The “more” that
Is possible?
Let me paint art
On your skin
And love
In your soul.
Let me take you
On an adventure
Today
Out of your
Ordinary…
Leave the comfortable
Behind because
It is your self-made
Prison,
Come skip with me
In a better world
We can make together
Where art and love
Are our weapons
Of mass destruction…
Of the fears
We didn't even know
Were our
Bedfellows.
For this love
I speak of
Is the only thing
That can simultaneously
Destroy and create
More than either
Of us alone
Dreamed
Was possible.
Can you feel
It now?
This quickening
In your chest?
The expansion
In your vision?
Come with me
And dance
With the question
Of how does it get
Better than
This?
