There's no time
to dabble in materialism,
(and significantly
disproportionate
desire)
when juxtaposed by
an adventure
with common interests.
It's the few
who belong to you
and the necessary.
It's the
carpe diem
of ventures;
the winding dreamroad
that's not crafted by man.
It's getting over
my manic hold on "safe"
and fears' manic hold on me.
It's:
follow
+
accompany
+
forge.