the edges of myself

words, words, words

I can’t fathom a way in which I don’t love you. the perfectly arcing circle– a rounded perspective– each angle revealing a larger truth– an exponential expansion.   I can’t find the words or articulate the sentiment– but feel with every cell of my being the constant communication from my soul to yours– messages travelling …

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my sweet love you know i pine for you like no other– long to feel your touch– as a gentle wind or the warmth of the sun. the easy, eyes-closed satisfaction that is perfectly familiar yet feels new and entirely consuming upon each experience.   i no longer acknowledge the difference between laughter and tears– …

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I found this photograph a couple of days ago in a drawer by the side of my bed.  It’s my sweet little baby girl, about two months before her 2nd birthday.  (Right now she’s less than a month from her seventh birthday).  This photo was taken in Oakland, CA at my best friend’s home sometime …

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yesterday i peeled away a layer one that had long concealed my vulnerability. Underneath that film– i found a need to prove myself. a deep and darkened shame, a tortured, broken structure that believed in itself to the point of actualization.   As i walked around the landscape of my deeply held beliefs, turned concrete, …

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the worlds i’ve moved through since meeting you– gratitude does not begin to cover the debt i feel i owe–   realizing the maximum of all that i am and understanding that i have yet barely scraped the surface.   knowing that as i rise– you rise with me–  our expansion exponential when walking together. …

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