Snippet of my work1

This is just a little something I'm working on. Let me know what you think so far please. It's just a few parts of a poem that's been in the works for a while now.

... my heart races against time and butterflies, they fill my insides. I go deaf but i can hear the language of your body almost allowing it to serenade me into a daydream...

... as you look into my eyes they are telling you my thoughts and displaying my desires, preventing us from denying this inextinguishable fire

.... pulling me in closer to inject me with the kiss of the eclipse as the sun and moon slow dance, displaying an undeniably sweet romance...

Imagination

I hear a lot of people saying that their imagination sucks. I say that your imagination is where your dreams are held. I question if they have dreams and they suck (which isn't at all possible because no dreams suck), or is it that they don't have any dreams at all. For me my imagination is everything. It takes me forth to the things that I wish to accomplish. If you don't have an imagination or dreams then you're just living life. Allowing life to happen whether it be in a way that you like it or not. As for me, I have been given free will for a reason. Yes there is an inevitable end result for me but the way I choose to get there is by taking the course into my own hands and reaping the benefits thereof instead of settling for less and still achieving my dreams. Wow I just thought of something else. Why would one have to use their imagination if they don't want anything, or if they don't want anything more. My imagination is so big because i want to leave an undeniably unforgettable Poetic Relief Legacy.