Expression is a form of art, where you dig deep inside to show value for your thoughts. Thoughts become enlightened visions of ways to explore beyond what you think you are capable of. Ways of touching, feeling, and developing your senses and for sharing in the substance of being.
Me
1 Something developed long ago before conception. It was the idea that I can be. On the set of the sunlight, energy composed me.
3 I say nay. I know my name. I stand on my feet with my hands reaching above me. Attempting to reach the sun that bestow me. I know I am not the same.
5 I smiled and looked and saw what you did to me. It was that mind of yours that had captured me. And yes, I agree, you resembled me. Not by looks, but by mind and our memories.
You
2 From the night you came, waiting for the day to begin. Watching over what was within. You broke your silence and spoke my name. Longing to proclaim my identity. You said I was the same.
4 You read my words, admired my art, loved what I fashioned and said I resembled you.
6 It was then that you missed me and then kissed me, holding me close to you.
-J. Batten
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