week twenty-four

there belongs to me 
a moment ~ this moment
a sigh, perhaps
a deep, slow breath 
a heartbeat
in which i reside -- complete 
the fullness of all my past lives 
meets the emptiness of the future
and the days i have left to fill
the lines i have left to write
it is brief
and passes by sometimes before i even know it
but there are other times when i can catch it
when i can sit back and look at it
marvel at its wisdom 
and its innocence 
be fully submerged in it
bask in its beauty and knowledge


there belongs to me
a moment ~ this moment
where in the stillness i hear
my own heartbeat
and believe now is the moment to live.

week twenty-three

the eager sound of rain
suspended in my soul again...
i find shelter in the dreams of none
though you wouldn't guess it.
this soft hand touched my shoulder 
and turned my view
and it surprised me with its newness.
i never knew could happen twice 
i was lucky enough for once. 
it is not too good to be true
but so true that it is not good.
i am falling into these hidden eyes 
and wishing someone would catch me 
before its too late for regrets.
there are words of wishing
and words of knowing 
and these are the words i share.

week twenty-two

his soft brown eyes seem to know me already
and he trusts me
we have become companions these last two weeks...
he is there when i feel alone,
he loves me when i feel like no one does
he always needs my attention. 
i wonder if he likes belonging to me
as much as i like belonging to him. 
this puppy to cuddle and love 
is exactly what i need.
thank you spencer, for coming into my life.
you don't always get the dog you want
but you always get the dog you need.

May

another month down. i am getting closer and closer to the halfway mark.  i can't believe how fast this year is going by.  i have started work on my blurb book for this project that will be available for purchase one the year is complete.  im very excited about it!! 

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week twenty-one

this heart of mine belongs to him 
the man whose love i cherish
a precious gift has been given me
to be know, truly know...
and loved because of, not in spite of that. 
in his eyes i see all ~ 
past, present, future
and know my memories are safe with him. 
we have given ourselves to each other
an indescribable sense of belinging
my hand fits perfectly in his
my head rests perfectly on his shoulder
my love fits perfectly in his heart. 
kind words and sweet laughter
are the fuel of our lfie together. 
this man is my greatest friend. 
in this time we've spent together i have learned 
that love is not something you look for 
love is something you become.

week twenty

you have known all parts of me
you have seen the glimmer in my eyes
you have loved the worst and praised the best
you have grown and cried and laughed along with me
you have chastised my instability
you have scowled at my darkness
you have served your purpose as i serve mine
you have longed for more
you have ached for abandon
you have always known
you have always cared
for you are me ~ my reflection.

week nineteen

loneliness drips off me like beads of sweat
there is a haunting behind these eyes
please do not criticize 
the reasons for my silence. 
if only i could share the depths of my soul
if only i knew them myself
if only that was enough. 
with warm arms i hug myself
desperate for other arms 
for other statements of affection...
i see flickers, but doubt their intent.
in the heat of this day 
i am not enough;
tomorrow perchance.