drops fall from sky and collect in pools we call puddles-the day is lazy and struggling to wake-the trees dance to show their love of the rain nourishing their roots allowing them to get closer to the heavens- smelling cream soda but seeing no logical source- the girl accross the way sneezes and the way she scrunches her nose reminds me of a small child-a moment of innosence in this chaotic world-wanting ten minutes more of sleep but getting a headache from the argument about shoes-searching for identity i stumbled into you-who would have thought you'd be staring back-the world works in mysterious ways-i just hope i can keep your image from fading-heart racing and muscles sore-i need more-more of this and more of that-needing the opposite of fat. needing hope, needing love, needing to remember to rise above-this life is fragile and transient, fluid and magnificent!