Monthly Archives: July 2013

our chosen family

a long anticipated journey undertaken awakening by the light of the moon– careful preparations allowing for  an easy slide from sleep to waking– the sun whispering her hellos from underneath the earth’s carpet as our wheels begin to roll forward … Continue reading

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past the point

the function of time and space an illusion of separation the idea that we exist without one another– impossible   my heart inextricably tied and  bound in beauty and devotion past this physical plane of existence– past the point of … Continue reading

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your willing captive

your dark and thoughtful eyes a raging river rushing behind them– reading your thoughts unconsciously understanding the language behind your carefully chosen words.   your tongue loosened and unguarded only when foreign substances give consent. you leave me breathless with your barrage … Continue reading

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flying away

consumed by my own devotion– flying away helps me remember…

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high above the clouds

the intricate curve of roads unravelling beneath me– rivers like tendrils winding to their conclusion– all laid bare above the clouds– a mysterious floating, the technology of imagination– harnessed and exploited past the point of recognition.   the mediocrity of … Continue reading

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settling into the resonance

the sound of my boy’s laughter tumbling across the floors and ceilings through the hallway and under the door– the ease of three generations co-existing– quiet certainty of a love that has always been and will always be– from latency … Continue reading

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softening your senses

your perfectly unprotected form defenses down, exuding innocence and beauty– the gentle curve of your shoulders– a silent tribute to adolescence and a boy who still peeks out from behind the eyes of a man.   the soft rhythmic movement … Continue reading

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