Automatic writing from a cosmic estate located beneath a full grown tree that Yoshimi and I have carved our names in since day one.Connected by the red thread that wasn't quite understood until a night or two ago.Its funny how you can try to be something that you already were from the start.Listening to my first Beatles album on a lovely night surrounded by man made streetlights and woman made nature.The creator of color and the muse behind the composition of the "Shade Of Love Pt. 1 & 2."Simplistically blacking out for a long while in her very name under the quilt stitched with uncontainable love and the very fabric of her not so perfect life.The very causation of each and every step or moment.Daydreaming whilst she speaks without dialogue, subtitles or that of a subtitled anime series.Once more California dreaming within the warmth that is considered a painter,poet, musician and photographer yet she know that there is so much more on the road ahead.Do we dare leave Penny Lane the place we grown even more than our old street that previously attempted to contain us?Sporting her special silver sterling ring that is defined as signature amongst royal blue nail polish...Literature of an untrained "Aura Reader" as well as the Haikus that share her graceful middle name that rolls slowly off the tongue.Entirely Yoshimi on such a partly cloudy day.Two semi know perspectives via "Kyoto's Dreams" in innocent light brown eyes and mesmerizing green eyes. Mediocre vocals along to one of the various bands that covers the very walls of our room completely.An "Unconscious Testimony" being the very first creation for thee without yet being able to announce it for the world to here or in other words "from the rooftops."So much to create with these bare hands,sheets of notebook paper, or a laptop fully equipped with "Reasons" (Double meaning) but given out directly in the way of a game similar to that of trivia."The Universe Soul" dressed in a "White Dress" not usual tactics but meaning that of the entire world to this uncommon writer still uses a vintage dove feather.In the heart of Yoshimi resides "A Cloud Dweller's Heavenly Haven" that refuses to ever leave the comfort of his home.Experimenting with the remembrance of a town in Tokyo called "Neo Arcadia" whenever that exact same Nujabes beat makes an entrance in the Osaka name...The heartfelt emotions linked to pen on paper only all day and all night.Slow eloquent literature as our favorite album hits twenty seven and after that the number ONE, just until the Sun comes up or even the minute daylight breaks.A single word equaling a new dance for your glorious heart."It feels so wonderful to write with a new outlook on life."I adore thee whose name is Yoshimi.(I'm marrying you right away these are preview vows)*peep peep*
