I slam poetry and wash away whiskey rainstorms. Riding bikes through vinicultural avenues. Puppies hiking in backyard adventures. Concerts in musical motion. These are a few of my favorite things..
I strive for things. Seeing the lightning in a rainstorm. Hearing the thunder from distant avenues. Meeting a friendly foreign face while adventuring. Touch the world as it spins in motion..
My sickness is caused by hurt emotion. It is not from a physical thing. It can not be washed away by rainstorms. The sickening is from corporate avenues. As they plot demise, stop their adventure..
This is my daydream adventure. To spin love like a record in motion. To find that new something. And let it be the double rainbow during the rainstorm. But to take your hand and walk down the ave and view..
This is my avenue. It cant always be adventure. Drive slowly emotion. Listen and seek the something. Dont get down by the rain or the storm..
Life is the motion, not the rainstorm, walk the avenue, find something in the adventure.
