Cold sweat on warm skin, where do I begin?
This place is made for us but what we do with it is up to us. It starts with love and forms an undying trust something we both must. For without love I wouldn’t know how to be, it is something that burns in me, and something only my third eye can see. With you is the only place I wish to be. The same light thats in you shines in me. I can only hope to hold your hand throughout this ever lasting journey. Until we reach the top of every tree, we are bound and not free. Like a butterfly in a net I’m raising my bet and leaving the last common denominator but the heat is picking up cracking the thermometer. I will try to keep this stable while destroying every label I’m placing all my chips on the table.
This world is made for us we are the change we wish to see but it’s up to both us not just you or me. So let’s do this together fly past the flock and create our unique feather that may never tether.

Breath of Providence (36 x 24″, Oil on Canvas) by Dimitra Milan
Sorry for being mute it wasnt something I could compute. I never minded bringing you food but I didn’t want to be just that dude and I never wanted you to think I was rude. But my time keeps on passing me by, blinking right before my very eye we can’t deny; that our love has evolved to the next stage, this is a turn in our page, of this book we started to write, from each starlit night to every heartbreaking fight, I still love you as much as I did in the beginning, even when I loose I still feel like I’m winning, even while I write this I’m grinning. Distractions and attractions keep holding us still, but I’m lighting them a blaze on a grill, you’re the center of my universe and there is not one thing that could replace you. Because with out you there is no me, just a friend wondering what it could be.