Live Prop - By Paul B. Peddie

I'm good, chilling as I should. I'm relearning how to spend some time with me, learning new stuff, stuff I should've learned already.

I long the feeling of love magnified, focused like a camera on one individual's eyes. A daily mission of utmost importance, seeing my Queen smile. A mission if accomplished, brings compensation to my life.

A smile in return, reactions that make my frown turn, arriving with butterflies, they fly right in, less space for neighbors, so my body loses all memory in that moment... of my appetite.

I miss it all, but my hibernation made me smarter than the average bear, so I won't be a fool for some honey, and what I'm looking for can't be bought, so in a sense I can keep my money.

I don't find it funny, when they come with such dramatization asking for my time. Yet all it takes is that which they seek, so the true them can no longer hide.

Award worthy actresses, Grammy nominated liars, I won't be a prop in your play, nor will I let you throw me to your audience as prey.

By Paul B. Peddie
August 23, 2016.

Your Highness - By Paul B. Peddie

My euphoria, my means of escape, she showed me a path, a path from out the dark. Daily I float, down this intriguing and newfound route, my mind expanding rapidly, instant meaningful growth.

I got in tuned with nature as I explored my possible roots and drank the newfound insights that fell like dew. Each day that passed we met to talk, sometimes at daybreak, sometimes at dawn. She opened my eyes, she rocked me to sleep. She showed me how insignificant were my troubles, my fears, and that from my defeats, motivation and lessons is all that I should seek. I smiled each day, living this newfound way.

I fell in love, I couldn't resist, she became my drug, with each daily kiss. I caressed her and dressed her in her best, our kiss ignited, and soon came happiness. She left me high, the universe smiled, this happened each day, I felt so alive.

Anyone who came, had to accept her as a part of me, for as the times went by, I couldn't keep her far from me. Times before when we hid to explore, were significant times, but times that won't exist anymore. For I have no reason other than the reasons of others that would make me deny her, I'd search anywhere to find her, so why not glorify her, while she takes me higher.

I know that I will marry someday, she'll be there on what might be my happiest day, and as my wife and I depart, that's where my sweetest days will start. She'll ensure we go as high as we want, just us three, myself, my beautiful wife, and marijuana, in a honeymoon suite. 

By Paul B. Peddie
July 22, 2016.