..I knew this boy who was really a God, and he enchanted me with his very presence.. He was a philosopher, a painter, a sculptor, a photographer, a prophet, a dreamer, a lover, a soul connection..
We sat under the stars and watched as they moved to the right.. we talked of pasts and presents and futures..
We tuned in to eachother's aural stations, macrowaves thundering silently through our entire beings..
It was a strange, beautiful, writhing communion..
And then it seemed to fade..
Disintegrate..
Melt away like the remnants of a dream..
He left me with beautiful music and the lingering scent of life..

I wish he would find me.