whilst I was ranting over unsettled fantasies and silly tales of children, a man of truth crept up slowly.  you aligned yourself quietly; weaved around the gibberish and drunken woes and snuck in through the back door. I sobered up and went around checking that all the doors were locked (as I do), and there you were.  there you were, in all your brightness, like a strong beam made out of all the elements, shot down from heaven and straight for my heart.  one shot and graceful substance was felt and known by both.  one shot and I was blown away to the places of dreams and open hearts.  so here you are.

here you are, with no fear; strong and mighty with the gentlest of hearts.  brave, driven, and masculine with romantic dreams cared for deep beneath your unbreakable walls.  however, not too deep, that vulnerability will not be seen in the presence of proper company.  not so deep to let fear keep your dreams hidden away.  instead, ready to share your dreams fearlessly with hope.  ready to hold my hand and jump into the unknown valiantly, with no looking back, and not a plan in sight.  but take my hand, you probably will.  because no matter how nuts I may seem, you hold me in your powerful arms and smooth out the creases of my endless anxieties.

there is no trepidation towards eachother, only the concern, or straight-up terror, of jumping without clear sight of the terrain on which we land on.  this fast moving train most likely will not stop just for us.  shall we jump?