Memory.

Where is my first memory of you?  Did I crown it as the reason of my own existence?  Might be the hope, of the new world, to know you and I will always glow.  But I am panted to grow with every excitement found through the love shown by this beautiful girl.  All over my world, wanting to show the beauty, so let go and be amazed of amazing ecstasy through your fingers, you sympathize, your eyes searching for mine, Cinderella story with uniqueness.   My heads turns, or spins to be aware that I am surrounded by your likeness.  I stand firm on accepting, I can only reach my optimum potential, together, forever with every emotion that flows through my veins and discovers every feeling I was given and somehow an unexplained event occurs…I love what I do, what I have done cannot co-exist with what I am feeling with every heartbeat, unconditional state of mind.  I am the first memory, the rest, has just been examples so I can compare, never in slaved, but instead freed from a state in disarray.  Every time you glance, I see the eyes that first reflected the universe; I think this is why my vision is set to the Most-High.  Amazing detail seen by every written word, can only contemplate, the stroke of a brush or that of a key, to see how you communicate every hidden treasure mapped through your body.  I've discovered greatness by the tone of your voice, I know where I am, I know who I am, what you’ve, life-long, awaited for, is only a memory away.  Never repent from the past, been able to always be thankful yours truly, with all insanity, keeps a sound head.
 Thank You All.