One pair of Shoes

She’s just one pair of shoes away from being a gypsy because that’s just the way she is. She moves, keeps on moving, in her body, in her life. Actually, that’s what I like most about her, and that’s what I hate about her. I love the sunlight on her skin, and how the...

Hold Love Loosely

Hold love loosely, yeah… that’s my motto. It’s been working for awhile. It’s beautiful, hold those you love loosely. Then…, if they go…, they go, having loved them fully while they were here. Except…, I haven’t ‘really’ loved since adopting this philosophy. I have...

Spring Fever

Once upon a time I would hear people speak of Spring Fever and thought WTF? But then… On a balmy day (feeling as if lifetimes ago), not too long together with my love, the atmosphere rested heavy on my shoulders, as if Atlas bearing the Earth, a restlessness...