Nothing ever moved me
the way your touch made
me desire to see the world.
Not even the night Bob Dylan
seemed to stop everything to
sing a song that dripped
directly into my veins.
Or the time I saw Jesus
in Nashville,he had
short hair, and no beard.
Yet your soft fingers
pushed past the troubadour
and the savior of Hollywood
to keep me completely still.
Maybe, in some way, you
are Europe, and this
wanderlust is simply my
desire to know you better
than I already do.
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Random thoughts and ideas that flow out of a mind stimulated by the most simple of things.
About Me
- Kevin
- There are days when I like to think of myself as a creative person, then I take a look at people like John Mayer, Nick Hornby, Wassily Kandinsky, Langston Hughes, J.G. Ballard, Ryan Adams, Bono, Daniel Kirkpatrick, and Ryan O'Farrell. It's then that I realize life is a journey and I stiil have so far left to go.
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