just dreamin

You are there, somewhere;
still and strong and waiting too
with sunrises peeking through your teeth
and sunsets cradled in your arms
You are there,
as broken and as beautiful as all of us,
eyes open, chin lifted
waiting patiently.
Our eyes are set the same way—
forward, glancing eagerly toward the horizon,
waiting patiently.
Your fingers fit between mine,
and my head belongs
small against your chest,
where I will listen for days and nights
to that stalwart, gentle rhythm
that will always guide me home.
You are there,
sneaking peeks at the moon,
as if you know there are things too great for us,
things too magnificent for us,
but we will reach anyway,
arms stretched and waving,
together flailing,
till the sky takes notice
and smiles,
pulling clouds over us
(because I think we will like it that way)
while we dance recklessly in the rain,
like two crazy romantics,
for whom all the clichés come true.
You are there,
and we will fight because we love.
We will yell and hurt and laugh and love
fully and jealously,
with a love that snarls menacingly at any threat,
with a love so large and whole that it cannot help but protect,
and fight,
we will always be fighting
(for, with, against)
and our love will conquer everything that comes our way!
You are there, somewhere;
leaning your head on the window,
staring out into the night sky,
waiting, patiently.

mango mandarin marvelous

Mmm. The times we spend murmuring
secret languages to each other between
softly parted lips,
all the while forgetting
where we place our hearing parts,
where we place our beating parts,
where we place our heating hearts.....
lying smoky curled laughter
lined with alabaster shrapnel shards
a forgotten lover seeking cover
where did you go?
where did i go?
while we glanced around corners
(but never behind our shoulders)
staring up at the sky,
saying,
"This will never be us again!"
when did we stop seeing?
and the night's twinkling, loving look
seeps soft guilt between my teeth
could we have told time?
i could laugh forever,
i could lie forever,
but those shoulder-glances
and moon-dances
will never suit.
could the velvet sky embrace me?
could i hide in its folds,
forever kept behind the moon?

mouse

a good, relaxing night of fellowship, yoga, and green tea...

i am so easily swayed by other people's emotions
(dangerous)

toasty

warm from conversations with warm people

familiar things,
like sand in my shoes and a salute to the sun saying,
"i'll see you again, you'll always be there, and thank you! thank you for your gifts!"

a quick sprint down memory lane...

I just spent an hour rereading 110 pages I wrote all about you and me. It's a funnier script than I thought.

Funny to see how sincerely I believed I would no longer think about any of it after a year or two.
Funny to see how animated, how nervously I wrote my character,
and how captivating and mysterious I wrote yours.
Oh, the lies we tell ourselves!

Today my friend told me I had a "fast imagination."

Things keep making more and more sense.


--

12:46am: Really cool title of an event I was just invited to--"Do you love the world enough to really see it?"

español malo con un corazon sonriendo

Lo dice con la felicidad de una niña en Navidad...
Estaré bien. Estaré contenta. (Estoy contenta).
El mundo nunca puede darme toda que Usted puede.
Mi padre, mi padre más fuerte que todos,
Gracias por su Amor,
Gracias por su luz,
Gracias por me dando paz,
y un corazón feliz,
cuando todo me parece feo y oscuro,
¡Gracias!
Yo quiero cantar de su Amor en los valles,
de la arriba de las montañas,
en todos los lugares que nadie puede
respirar sin hacerse enfermo,
Espero que su Amor se extiende
a los sordos, a los ciegos,
pues pueden conocer su gracia.
Se quiero. Se amo.