my heart cannot be tempered; though many other parts of me endure.
my heart cannot be tempered; though many other parts of me endure.
phenomenal– the moving of emotions with pencil and paper
settling into the wordpress wormhole– vibrant, new community
i am a little crazy– it’s true– but of course my friend, so are you.
every tiny piece that has ever been part of me is rushing back NOW. leaving me to feel undeniably full and blessed for knowing you…
my brain now forms thoughts effortlessly in haiku they fluidly flow
when thoughts of you come i’m unable to surpress the curve of my smile.
i wish i wasn’t the one in charge of keeping it all together.
our matching postures ankles crossed, feet mirroring my yin and your yang
the perfection of
your beauty strikes me each time
i watch you awake.
the edges of myself 