While we were young.

   Sitting outside while the weather is bitterly cold and it freezes my body to the point of trembling. It doesn’t seem to matter though because of a buttery warmth that melts from within. This elation on gilded wings that sends my heart to fluttering whenever I think about his piercing eyes, and how they hold a love that has been there for so long… waiting for me.


Now we will be forging a future together walking into life’s harsh embrace with our hearts and hands interlocked. Raging fights and deadly silences may sure be to come. The love and commitment will be there to mend our hurting indifferences and continue on our path to heaven’s doorstep and into enternity.


-written in 2005 approximately


10 years married on 07-31-17. Happy Anniversary love.



The promise of presence and then continued absences strike it deeper still.


Picture perfect a beautiful way to describe the portrait of community.


That image to be protected no matter the cost of humanity’s downfall, imperfection.


Conformity is patented in stringed decorations, flowing fabrics, smiles wide. Arms outstretched,  snatched back in horror at the grimy truth spoken while the deceit of ignorance is blended in theology. Legality firm.


Curiosity bashed in veiled humor. Mockers upheld.


Pursuing life outside the matter of substance, may yet be the most important matter.