Coffee and Change Four seasons of love and heart changes so walking together holding hands gazing into each other’s eyes while drinking coffee in idle Hour 2 @varenyas

I saw clearer in the fog, from a fettered brain, the height of it. The length of your depth. The flatland of your thought and all your angles laid bare. My diminished bank account confirmed it.  

Sitting on your patio, you want coffee so I make you some. You want it cold. so I take it back and ice it. You want the meals I make, the desserts I bring. You want what I give you but you don’t want me.

sudden acceleration the silence after hiccups  the sense of weightlessness floating in a cool pool being called sir breath-stopping complete release orgasms a negative test result kitten nuzzles thunder an empty to do list soft snores of my beloved gender euphoria the pulse slowing deep…

A place without decisions of where to end and begin because the continuous perimeter of water embraces and erodes gently holding, safely floating

These days anything seems likely to happen– Donne’s star would be caught and all mandrakes declared  parents. Even now I kept hoping you would finally be human—realize others bleed and your myopathy healed. But self is such a cruel master and all the sacrificed years…

I saw her, a puppy of white and beige Her panting resembled a smile Her cute little face tugged at my heart She barked and whimpered and whined for my attention She clawed at the crate I walked closer muttering no with each step Her…

Windows of hope the promise of cleansing elements appearing untouchable protective barricades along the narrow pathway suddenly refusing passage to the loading ramp for shipwrecked lives praying for rescue by the Ark empty seats fill the theater of reflection souls lost to despair unable to believe…

Somewhere off the highway In those darkest hours Before the dawn To the Diner’s light She was drawn   Her heart tattered Her body weary Her soul torn   “Just a coffee, please” ‘You want cream and sugar hun?’ Called the waitress, whose soles were…

Steering in the righteousness right directions. Right where we need to be honestly. Solid as a rock. Pushing forward, and into the new beginning. With eyes open wider than the sea. Knowing just who you are. In a niche of time. To spread your wings….