I have strayed away from the paper, from the pen
mostly due to fear of what it would mean, message it would send
to jump back into the water of some where I drowned before
unable to swim in the depths and struggling to breathe even more
my words tend to become reborn either through pain or idealistic hope
truthfully, romantic hope as I am more hopeless there than I could ever cope
even when I have removed myself entirely, my mind creates scenarios
stories that I wish I could star within, the director of a life I do not know
ever had your dreams taken over by the daydreams you seek to experience
where your sleep feels like life, your life feels like waiting with persistence
I have a vision of where in my professional and educational career will proceed
I have seen a vision and within her light I would like romance to convene
I have never been one to stray away from wearing my heart on my sleeve
It is the importance of that matter I truly desire to gleen
The Gentleman Speaks 
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