ciscorod74

to hear the rain drops through impact windows, to hear the voice in a void of clouds, the dream is the same the blue of the skyline the dream is the same the white of the ocean the dream is the same....

to seek the smell to understand hell to see dreams, in a way of the 4th sense. to live in heaven and yet wake up in this world bleak and confuse to the nature of questions and deceptions. beats thru sound thouhgts thru light....where am i at night.?

   later days come to be,  later days bring in summer heat, long days of sun, long days of blue ocean be it calm be it wild....waves are high and low it takes you in and some times you dont come back...  be it a good swim or bad the water is gentle and warm...summer is here....