BDC's Perfect Poem

I read your delightful Poem, BDC, recited it

Felt it resonate, a pure wonderment sound
Like a melody of purpose beautifully sown
I imagined hard... our success and what it could mean
I thought of where, you and I have been heading
Looked at the glorious, wholesome, intimate facts
First that breathtaking beginning, when we became... intact
And then BDC, the chosen journey of love, unconditional, exact
Always having amazing faith in our abilities, we're all dramatic
Like testifying to the real, ridgy didge truth
Instead... of that made up illusion of phony proof
It's pretty awesome... to enter into the sublime
Like making up words, that can change one's mind
Just breathing the inspiration, the curious, elite divine
Desired moments...the way they get under skin, for a hell of a good time
You can never be sure of dreams, sometimes they don't work out
But when you have an open heart, they really do feel fine, exact
Like landing on a fluffy, shared cloud of creative energy perhaps
Feeling it get in, deep, amazing, alighting your always producing soul
With a knowing... spirit BDC, that brings everyone in from the cold
A lifting up reason for living, to an encompassing point of truly believing
That's what happens to me BDC, when I'm in your Classic Opera, company
I'm challenged to be unique like I can float in the sky, with the birds up high
Flapping those invisible wings or seeing those individual, shining, genius stars
It's like... as long as we can meet and greet and be casual enough to feast
We can write with a flowing pen and stay out of that rut, that doesn't make sense
BDC...with you I just learn to smile, be happy and content for the longest of whiles
And watch how our peaceful, portrait rainbows, follow us a million and one miles