Its the same way you showed me.

You showed me love. Glory from above.

There is a divinity about the way of things. The way you do things. There is a spirit, a she spirit that fancies me.

Im amazed, Im surprised and Im in awe. I had to tell my uncle, that you told your mother. And that you pray. And that you prayed. What is this?

I have fuel and I am fueled, I have a thirst and a hunger. For more. I am hungry and Im thirsty, for this. I have drive and I am driven, I drive over. To you. Quench me, will you?

I am with this, and not with anything or anyone else. Noone else comes close. I am for the long talks, the walks, the plans and the forecast. This makes sense, no?

I have a yearning, for the pillow talk and the conversations. I pray and I prayed. For this, and for all that. And so forth.

Take me there, to wherever you are taking me. Lets catch that sunset, and lets wait for the stars. We love. So bright, the moon. 🌒

What is it doing? Should I read more about your Taurus? Does it coincide, does it fight? The bull? Will my Leo relent and concede, defeat? Who are we and who do we think we are? John asks. But Im not afraid. To fly.

I know less is more, and I should not ask too much, and for too much. And I should expect less, but Im surprised at this. I didnt expect it. Is it happening to me, am I in my thoughts? In my feelings, am I stuck, the way Lionel sang it. Is this what that is? Tell me.

I see Venice, I see Santorini, I see California, us holding hands, on the street corner. In places that are far away to get to. I yearn to get back from those places, with your smile, in my heart.

I am captured. This is the way.

Its the way you showed me. You showed me, love.