somethings are just better unspoken..then there are things you have to say or they turn toxic and bad... love..true and real-you have to speak into that, you have to or it gets all messed up-- like now- it feels like its been so long since i got to really speak into my love for her.. we are both so busy, and so full of our own work and busy-ness.. I am here now on the 9th floor watchining it snow perfectly and peacefully over montreal, and she is .... not here... tomorrow thanksgiving, want to forget turkey and just dive in deep with her into our own little love pudding like fruit in jello.. suspended there, bouncey, silly little happy fruit things in the jiggly-ness that is our love..
to look at her i see myself more than i have ever been able to with another person.
i look at her and see me.
i touch her and feel it in my own body.
she touches me and it is me touching myself.
sara grace=
i am so thankful that you are in this world.
went to sleep the other night knowing that i had known you before. remembering it all, and suddenly my whole life made sense it this earie sort of cosmic yummy way..everyone, everything has led me here, and i am more myself than i have been in a long time, and there you are, being you= you=you =you, being you more than you have been in a long time. you know that i was looking for you.
so thankful to know this love.
