day 330

rested days crumble stress like fine sand, sifting between fingers, then swept by the wind. a part of me blows away with all that i worry but the bliss remains. 11.26.17 [Image Source]

day 329

i bury in bed to escape the night’s chill longing for warmth of love lain beside me, heating with passion not easily quelled, pressing soft skin, full weight down upon me. but blankets and pillows are my own bed mate so i bury down more until desires abate. 11.25.17

day 328

across the distance our contact percolates bubbling emotion breaching the surface, so we teeter between elation and resignation of all still unknown to us now 11.24.17

give thanks (day 327)

today thanks are given for all life contains tomorrow is driven by lack that remains this burden of things it’s never enough no joy does it bring having more stuff so home i shall be with joy that is true my family and me love through and through. 11.23.17

day 327

alone with my thoughts i think what could be with the strength of your heart like the pull of the sea create waves that engulf wash away clean with beat of my pulse to a love unforeseen awaiting thus blind interlocking our touch desire combined love in full flush for now it’s…