To: Raquel Rose

Love is patient. It's kind and caring, and forgetful of woes. Love is amazing, and the reason I'm here.

Her hair flows carefully, carelessly, fine.
I've forgotten my failures, faults and crimes.
I've tried expressing my heart in these rhymes.
Nothing comes close.

Her eyes glow with truth, faith, joy, and love.
Reminiscent of the Truth lying above.
Her lips are the only ones I'm dreaming of;
Her heart ties me to the air.

I'm lost to her smile--brightens my days--
And I've spent hours trying to count all the ways
That she cares for me. Over and over I pray
That I can be the same to her.

Been A While, Old Friend(s)

As an update to my nonexistent readers:

I started dating my best friend. Been an amazing month-and-a-half. Understatement. My girlfriend is the sweetest, most amazing girl you will ever meet (if you ever meet her).

I've had a lot going on. This is not necessarily a bad thing, as I tend to slip into slothfulness otherwise.

It's finals week. I should be studying, but that's the last thing I want to do right now.

All I want to do is write. I want to create something. Anything. I just feel the flame of inspiration beginning to flicker in my soul, sparking up from the coals of my creative spirit's dormant fire.

I have two awesome cousins to thank for this rekindling. Along with the final four lines of Milton's Paradise Lost. Their due dates for their novel-in-a-year expirament are impending, and their blogs are reflecting this fire-stoking process.

Man. Almost Christmas. I'm sitting right next to the Christmas tree at my parent's house as I write this. Christmas trees always make me thankful. Dunno why. But this gratitude takes me by force and points my face towards everything I have, saying, "How could you ever say your life is worthless? Never forget love." The best reminder that I wish I didn't need.

Inspired by Paradise Lost's memorable close:

They looked upon Eden,
Wept, then smiled.
Mourning the loss of their lives,
And remembering the hope of their Saviour.
WOW. I frickin' love life, man. Jeez.