JAII SPEAKS FROM THE HEART
Some day you will…

Some day you will…

Climbing upward toward success. Descending down toward failure. With each step I take forward there is a flight of success left in my ascension.  Will I pass you on my journey upwards? Will you pass me on your fall? Will we meet on the landing and continue the journey together?  Helping each other take one step at a time.

Climbing upward toward success. Descending down toward failure. With each step I take forward there is a flight of success left in my ascension.  Will I pass you on my journey upwards? Will you pass me on your fall? Will we meet on the landing and continue the journey together?  Helping each other take one step at a time.

A Flower that grew from concrete. Your handsome in the most simplest way.  Charming and elegant without trying.  Mystery surrounds your every action.  Feeling complete, lost and enchanted when I’m with you.  It feels like months have past when we speak again.  Been waiting, for you, for that feeling, for that moment.  Will it ever come?  Will you ever call?  Should I even answer?  Do I put my life on hold for you.

A Flower that grew from concrete. Your handsome in the most simplest way.  Charming and elegant without trying.  Mystery surrounds your every action.  Feeling complete, lost and enchanted when I’m with you.  It feels like months have past when we speak again.  Been waiting, for you, for that feeling, for that moment.  Will it ever come?  Will you ever call?  Should I even answer?  Do I put my life on hold for you.

VESSEL

I am your earthen vessel/ Strong enough to hold your most precious treasures/So fragile I could be dashed to pieces/ I carry life inside me preserved/ Safe from danger/ Will you place me on a self to collect dust/ Disregard me as a used piece of trash/ Will you cherish me/ Continuously put me to use/ Trusting me to protect your most valuable treasures: Your heart

It’s almost feeling as if someone has come between us,
Wedged slightly in the center.
Growing larger in the space that is distance and time.
When I arrive will you be waiting for me?
Will we even have a chance?

It’s almost feeling as if someone has come between us,

Wedged slightly in the center.

Growing larger in the space that is distance and time.

When I arrive will you be waiting for me?

Will we even have a chance?