INNOCENT THOUGHTS OF A GUILTY MAN

The days are busy and filled with noise, The chaos of the morning rules. My mind is scattered into a thousand pieces, My thoughts travel the world. The television it distracts, The flashing pictures numb me out. But at the end of the day when you can't be avoided, When I finally lay down to rest. That is where I find you waiting for me, It is the silence that kills me, that is where you hide.

The sun was high in the sky this particular Spring day in Los Angeles with not one cloud to find like one big lemon drop in a big blue ocean. I walked the streets of Hollywood with old friends I had not seen in some time, not since I left the brick laid streets of Baltimore in search of a passion I could not let go of... They often advertise about Dreams and how far they can take you, but they never really mention, that they also can take you far away from people you care about, people you love. After hours of marching through the tourist crowded streets of Hollywood and Highland, laughing at poorly dressed street performers, smiling at the hands in the concrete of the stars who's legacies were cemented in eternity, and jumping back from the people draped in live pet snakes, we made our way to a quiet back street in a tucked away place that only few knew about, those who needed to know. As we came off the elevator to the roof top level the sun seemed closer, the breeze warmer,

Conversations about relations that we know we can't have, But I'm still dreaming about the evenings that we walk down the ave'. Hand and hand, woman and man, a casual stroll with my bae, A little bit of wine for us to unwind, tell me all about your day. Let me put a smile on your face, kiss all around your waist, Let's travel to every place, and see the sunset a million ways. See I wanna see the world with you, because you mean the world to me, I look inside your eyes and get a of vision of what the world's supposed to be. With me is where you supposed to be, right here so stay close to me, Let me bathe you with my love and then wipe you down with my poetry. My words carry such potency, but your looks are bound to kill, But we're playing with hypothetical's and we both know dreams are hardly real. But let's get lost in the dream, let's fly away in the fantasy, Let's play make believe, and I believe in you romancing me. Enchanting