As I like It!

“…..and I smile
and know
why people write music and paint and dance, lifted as if they can fly,
because this ache
crashing inside
needs to be free.
sometimes, love
becomes a melody
others hum for years.”

―

I hold so tight
Throughout the night
The little pieces I have of you
The scent of your skin
Feel of your touch
Memories to see me til dawn

You were here ~ so close my love ~ within the confines of my dream ~ I awake with a cry from my heart ~ for nothing is quite as it seems.

Oh how much we see
when we stop waiting for life
and start living it.

I firmly believe in small gestures: pay for their coffee, hold the door for strangers, over tip, smile or try to be kind even when you don’t feel like it, pay compliments, chase the kid’s runaway ball down the sidewalk and throw it back to him, try to be larger than you are— particularly when it’s difficult. People do notice, people appreciate. I appreciate it when it’s done to (for) me. Small gestures can be an effort, or actually go against our grain (“I’m not a big one for paying compliments…”), but the irony is that almost every time you make them, you feel better about yourself. For a moment life suddenly feels lighter, a bit more Gene Kelly dancing in the rain.

She stuck a bookmark in my heart and walked away.

If I’m an island
then will you brave the waters
and sail home to me?

Travel. Don’t book a hotel. Don’t have an agenda. Just pick a place, buy a ticket, and go. It will never be easier then it is right now.

I hunger for a love that does not care for time; and I want to be loved as though time were jealous and stopped just to witness our fusion.