Is this what love is made of or does this seem absurd?

Strolling along without a care in the world. Flowers dance and leaves unfurl. Sun on the face and breeze at the back. Heart full, there is no lack. It could have happened anywhere. The taste of anticipation in the air. Seduced by confident silence, and the scent of cloves. Enjoying entwined hands and toes. Eyes … Continue reading Is this what love is made of or does this seem absurd?

On the Mouth

She had arrived at the mouth of her favorite place. The headwaters commenced deeper in the forest beyond her, and perhaps beyond her comfort. She had found the most exquisite patch of earth just ahead on the trail where the sun streamed through the tall fir trees two decades before; yet, arriving upon it never ceased … Continue reading On the Mouth