“I love You. Just As You Are.”
Bob Marley once said: "You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect—you aren’t
Bob Marley once said: "You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect—you aren’t
A Letter To My Mr. Forever: I already know who you are, you have come to me in a dream long ago. I have sampled our life together, through relationships of
Radiant. Glowing. Smiling and happy. Why is she so perfect? In love with life, and life is in love with her. The gift of life. The gift of joy, of family, community and
Stepping out on a ledge I found myself. Sitting on the edge of everything I thought I knew, but discovered was wrong. Not true to who I really am or ever was. Breathing deep
You dishonor who I am. You dishonor my life. You dishonor the love I have felt. You dishonor my choices. You even dishonor yourself. And for what? To proclaim that you are better than, greater than. That you
I know what I want. I know my desire. I feel my heart yearning. Calling for me to breathe, breathe life back into it. To not fear love. Or to be loved. To not belittle love, offered at
You say you can hear my smile in my voice. You say that you want an opportunity to court me. You say so much... It is not your words. It is all in your
It's your impression of me that shuts me down. It's your view of who you think I am that prevents you from seeing whom I really am. It's your ideas about what
I wake. I open myself. I breathe in deeper. I feel my fear of this expansion, of this birthing, This quaking of my soul as it rattles the cage that it has