Dream.

So I am really into poetry; I have always been from since I can remember. I used to write the most cliche' poems in middle school.. lol. And at some point I finally realized I wasn't a good poet and I should just appreciate those who are. lol.. The other night my friend texted me a poem (yeah he does stuff like that), but I told him I'll put it on my blog, cause I thought it was cool. So here it is:

Dream. 

As the sun peaked through the blinds 

our minds were intertwined in a dance

 only our bodys could underscore.

I love you more than those moments.

As the moonlight crept up the walls 

our silhouettes held hands that were

interlinked and to think of this bliss.

I loved you less than I should have.

But I'm awake again.

Dream.  

-Reno Lamont

Just in case you want to check out some of his other poetry, he has a blog here. 

While we are on the subject of dreams... I am not sure when I realized that I was really a dreamer, I actually consider myself to be more of a visionary. I see things as they were, currently are, and could be. Unfortunately I get caught up in things that have so much potential, that I fail to remember that is not how things will necessary be in the future; potential is just that... potential. It is not reality. With this in mind, I will leave you with this quote.

 "Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams."-A. Smith

Until Next Time...