Between the person you were and the person you become

No one can tell what goes on in between the person you were and the person you become. No one can chart that blue and lonely section of hell. There are no maps of the change. You just come out the other side.
Or you don’t.

~Stephen King, The Stand

Things I Dreamed About


“The warmth of his skin was familiar. Languid, I could drift for hours on the ocean of his flesh. Eyes gazed down at me, so kind and friendly. Like frosty windows on a cabin with a wood stove. These were the things I dreamed about. The things I was reminded of. The things I thought of at long stoplights while listening to S. Carey. This was what my being ached for…”

~Taylor Rhodes, Sixteenth Notes: The Breaking of the Rose-Colored Glasses

Image: “The Science of Missing You”   Stasia B.


“She loved him because he had

brought her back to life. She 

had been like a caterpillar in

a cocoon, and he had drawn her

out and shown her that she was

a butterfly.”

~Ken Follett, The Pillars of Earth


One, without the other?

“For everything in this journey of life we are on, there is a right wing and a left wing: for the wing of love there is anger; for the wing of destiny there is fear; for the wing of pain there is healing; for the wing of hurt there is forgiveness; for the wing of pride there is humility; for the wing of giving there is taking; for the wing of tears there is joy; for the wing of rejection there is acceptance; for the wing of judgment there is grace; for the wing of honor there is shame; for the wing of letting go there is the wing of keeping. Read more

The Whirlwind and the Earthquake

  ❝It is not light that we need, but fire; it is not the gentle shower, but thunder. We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake.❞  

Frederick Douglass


*Halos around the moon – or sun – are a sign of thin cirrus clouds drifting high above our heads…They are a sign of nearby storm.


“I believe a strong woman may be stronger than a man, particularly if she happens to have love in her heart. I guess a loving woman is indestructible.”   

― John SteinbeckEast of Eden
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He felt warm and familiar.
He felt solid and safe.

I wanted to cling to his shirt,
bury my face in the curve of his neck,
and never let go.

― Becca FitzpatrickCrescendo
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Find what you love

“My dear,
Find what you love and let it kill you.
Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.
Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.
For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover.
~ Falsely yours”

― Charles Bukowski
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two fools

I am two fools, I know,
For loving, and for saying so. 

― John DonneThe Complete English Poems


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Out to Sea


Take me out to sea

Reminisce with me

Let’s Make love on the shore

with the thoughts that we share

Hold me up against a rock

Sweep the hair from my eyes

Lick the oceans tears

From my shoulder

you don’t have to stop there

Lean me up against a boulder

go where you dare

grind your body into me

hear me cry and whimper with pleasure and satisfaction

lets walk along with the sea

as it makes love to you and me

come let’s make more sweet memories just you and me

until we have the whole ocean covered

it might take a lifetime

and together just you and me

we will make it a lifetime to look forward to

Whisper sweet memories

as the ocean waves cover us with

Heavens kiss

as we enjoy a moment of Heavenly bliss

Lets walk through the sands

Lets run towards the shore line

Lets lay upon the same warm sand

Let’s feel every grain that we take for granted

Feel it grind upon our flesh

Something so grainy can become something so sensual

When two hearts focus

on what love does to change the course of

Something so small

The same feelings cause love to bloom

When one takes the time to examine

A life even that of a small grain of sand

Bring me to the ocean

Let me smell the salty sea

Come closer to me

Let me feel your skin speak to me

Let me hear the crispness of the breeze

as the echo of a sea gull comes rollin’ in

Take me into the ocean

Make love to me while we stand

Take me and cover me with every inch of your love while we can




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my naked lady framed

my naked lady framed
in twilight is an accident

whose niceness betters easily the intent
of genius—
                        painting wholly feels ashamed
before this music,and poetry cannot
go near because perfectly fearful.

meanwhile these speak her wonderful
But i(having in my arms caught

the picture)hurry it slowly

to my mouth,taste the accurate demure
              rhythm of
laziness.  Eat the price

of an imaginable gesture

exact warm unholy

e. e. cummings


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