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
overrun and overcome by the river of emotion– the soft insistent flow that surges without explanation– a wandering thought gives rise to the butterflies that live inside my stomach and travel through my body (to some places more than others) when you come to mind. moving through carefully placed postures and understood roadblocks– the logic of them unable to assuage the …
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…
i can say the same thing over and over again with new words– articulate the feelings, ever expanding– and celebrate the joy that flows through and around my heart like hot springs, beginning internally and working their way out to the edges– creating a warmth, a safety, that cannot be duplicated. i am vast, …
riding through the streets naked, unfettered and free like skinny dipping
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.
the edges of myself 