Digging Deep

Today was a wonderful day...if it hadn't been for one phone call, it wouldnt have been so 'wonderful'. I talked to a prism. Everying eminates from this person and reflects the right spots in me...creating a rainbow colored so brilliantly I'm afraid im not diservant of the vibrant numerous colors. You're so far burried in the ground my dear... and even though i know i can not reach u with my bare hands i still dig my nails longingly in the dryness of the compound earth. How i wish it rains on this cold night so that the ground may be moist and i can easily reach for you. You live on top and i on top as well, each thinking the other is underneath. I want to delve in a world of dreams where both are on the same terrain. I want to be deserving of every second you directed to me. Cry for me