Sunday, September 4
Is it fake? A fantasy? A surrealization of what cannot be? Or is it real, and miracles do happen?
My heart is light, my eyes are bright, I woke up smiling while I slept last night. Can it be, that a girl can be the focus of my mind?
I see her lips, the way she laughs, the passion shining in her eyes; her voice surrounds me as it echoes in the dark.
And this morning, I give thanks, whether true or just a glance, to God on high... for He has let me feel a spark.