Café Diem is the name of the sidewalk bistro/coffeehouse where first we had time to study one another. The conversation was typical of any first date, eyes meeting only to dance away to ‘safer’ places, covert looks from under lowered lashes, bodies carefully mimicking one another and sharing the heady exhilaration of basking in the […]
I can’t bring myself to change the subject. First because hearing that little tremor in your voice went straight through me in the most delightful of ways and secondly because I like reminding you of the way I felt…. feel… am feeling. You have no idea how tempted I am to tempt you. You have […]
The pungent aroma of curry chicken drifted through the apartment. We sat in silent appreciation ’round the little oak table, forks making intermittent passes through the savory heaps. Her eyes distant and slightly lowered, she concentrates on everything as if encountering it for the first time. The steam rises in fragrant breezes as we dine […]
His name is —– and once upon a time, we loved one another. On this, my dream date, I bump into him at the coffeeshop. The initial awkwardness blends away and we chatter over mochas about the strange and wonderful adventures we’ve had since last we saw one another. His eyes are still as blue […]
at a distance i find you gliding effortlessly upon the thermals how it must feel to soar over all the world far away and above the pithy struggles below floating upon the winds free spirit i watch in wonder and joy for a time my spirit flies with you losing myself in the beauty of […]
it is a challenge, presenting a mystery to be delved into and solved. it is a question, to reflect upon and consider possible answers. it is a puzzle, to fit together all pieces into a recognizable whole. it is an abstract, filled with secret meaning that differ depending upon who is looking. it is a […]
deep within myself i look and with surprise see reflections of others looking back at me could it possible that we are reflections of one another trapped in various states of becoming? yeshesProximity is not permission. Access is not authorization. Identity is declared, not assigned. Even * said, “I am.” Fair Warning: I’m nice until […]