Titleless...shows the true side of a story

So as the endless waters flow and the sounds of my fingers hitting the keys on this simple machine, reverberate through my ears, I realize that dreams are simple fantasies that seem to stir us up only to let us down eventually. Sounds to me like they are the simplest, cheapest, and strongest drug on the market. And yet everyone seems addicting to them and some turn to crack, x, weed, speed, and god knows what else, to try to either enjoy these dreams better or as a way to deal with reality when these so called dreams fall apart or dont go the way they should or expected them to. I am a dream addict. Nothing better than to escape the realities of life with a trip into the world of false hopes, senseless aspirations, stifling desires, and wishful thinking. The eutopia of self-indulgence where the soul can sit at the dinner table of lies and savor every morcel of idealogic stupidity. Have a sip of the finest wines ever to be served with a plater of cheese and crackers to help wash down the razor lined lies.

My dream is love. To have someone that I lay my head down on and know that no matter what, she is mine and I am hers. The woman who will show me the truth of what vulnerability looks like and allow me to show her the deepest secrets of my soul with no regard for my safety. She will be the reason i wake up each morning and the final thing i kiss before i fall asleep. She will share with me the sorrow of loss of loved ones, and I will be standing there showering her with kisses and adoration when she brings life into this world through her sacred bossom. Together we will shower this world with love and service, while each day discovering the depths of love that only a man and wife are capabale of exploring. I heard it said that love is a mystery beyond the understanding of any man, yet somewhere there is a woman who will present me with the map and I will pledge to her my strength and support. She will have dreams tucked away in her spirit and I am the soldier who will shield her from any harm while she pursues these dreams. Each day will be another poem that is written in the laughter of one of us making a stupid comment and the other shooting a look like, did you seriously just go there? Chances are I will be the former and she will be the latter. I have experienced bits and pieces of this dream in the eyes of several woman, each sharing something different with me about love, yet none fully capturing my soul and shattering all understanding of what I believed love and beauty to be. She will be that single strike that will break all bounds and show me that as much of a lover and writer of beauty I am, I had simply no clue of what a truly beautiful and downright sexy woman looks like. She will capture my thoughts with a simple glance. Silence my anger with a simple whisper. Calm my passion fueled rage with a simple touch. Sooth my pain with a single kiss. Satisfy all my desires with a single breath.
I dream of serving her with every breath. Making sure that she has all that she ever needs. Understanding that the simple saying of sweetheart I love you, can mean more to her than anything I could ever buy her. She will love me not because of what I am able to provide her, but because she knows the man that I truly am and will sacrifice all that she can physically hold and see to remain by my side; and I will do the same for her. She will be the reason why I shoot across the world to be by her side if she needs, letting nothing stand in my way. If anything does stand in my, she will be the silent whisper that strengthens me to shove past and destroy blocking my path. In my passion for her I will be sure to lead and guide our family on the path we should go, both of us sharing in the responsibility of raising our sons and daughters to fullfil thier destinies.
For now I must close, for to share ones secret passions with ones other than that special someone, can somehow taint the purity of those secrets, destined only to be shared with she is sent to my side by destiny. For now I shall simply leave you with this. I am a dreamer, one who dreams of one day finding she who will look me in the eye and shout to world with defiance and not a single ounce of shame. "Mike, sweetheart, I love you. You are my man."


to be continued........