Last night we threw it around

just for fun...

Scaring the shit out of well

everyone...

He loved to watch it fly

& squirm...

When fishing there is no better

worm...

When dreaming there is no

brighter insanity...

When writing there's nothing wrong

with humanity...

When missing him inspires dreams such as this:

I worry for him...

I hurry for him...

My answers unanswered.

My lips go unkissed.

But to see him smile at something I've said...

To see him quicken at something I've read...

To see his eyes sparkle with that smile of his...

No greater joy...

No other boy...

No one can make me this happy.

I'm his.

- For Shawn Foreman -

Because I'm completely insane!!!