You

My fire, my muse, my heart, my love, whatever you want to call it.

Something about you... Even the possibility of you, lights an inextinguishable fire in me.

And it burns... and it burns...

my God how it burns.

The Moon's Truth

Walking down the road at night, under the stars and an almost full moon.  So "almost full" that you can barely tell that it's not.

April... cool...  the moon through the trees, just G L O W I N G.  And the quiet.  No cars, no other people.  Unbelievably beautiful.  The moments you live for, burned into your mind's gallery and filed away in your subconscious under "Wonder".

Walking down the road alone.  To be walking down the road with someone that did not understand or see how beautiful it was, would be worse than walking alone.  Or walking with someone that your heart doesn't recognize as their own.  It would be like standing in front of truth, dressed in a lie.

So I wait.  And walk the road alone.  Letting the beauty and wonder set, into my heart and soul.  What lies ahead on this road, I don't know.  I just keep walking, "almost full" until I find the heart, that beats like mine.