The Scene: You are an actor and I, an epic script
With minds to set the screen afire
With hope upon our lips
The Method: Be emboldened and feel the risk with me
We’ll project timeless, endless strength
We’ll cast doubt to the sea
The Scene: You are an actor and I, an epic script
With minds to set the screen afire
With hope upon our lips
The Method: Be emboldened and feel the risk with me
We’ll project timeless, endless strength
We’ll cast doubt to the sea
The wolf surveyed me
And I held my very breath
Until he saw fit


Whenever we part
Search back over your shoulder
My gaze upon you
You’ll take away my grey hair, you will. Magically. Replace each one with the perfect shade of pink champagne. And I’ll be sixty like that. And smiling big from our gentle conversations.
You’ll have my willing green eyes, you will. Automatically. Value simple bike rides without analyzing the weather. And the air in your wings. And so what when the rain pelts your seasoned skin?
You’ll battle my worst tendencies, you will. Tragically. Celebrate the good and bad of them. And together, we’ll love the humble. And Conqueror will be your second middle name.
If given the chance
I’ll simply, truly love you
You, conceived in love

May someone cause you
The calmest touch
May someone draw you
The deeper still
May someone hear you
The never before