Labyrinthine skeleton fervently clings,
mirroring the grandeur
of her former self;
remembrances of sustaining life blood
springing through her perfect anatomy.
Singing, while wind whistled,
laughed, danced, tickled,
and finally tore her
from her castle high.

Crowned in royal purple and shot through
with new-birth green, born of her own body,
she waits quietly;
unnoticed as the mother with a new born babe
and just as proud.

eloquently
gracefully
eternally
She returns from whence she came.

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the greatest gift

Tonight, my love,
you have given me
the greatest gift of all.

You gave my heart peace.
You gave me respect and compassion,
telling me you trust me,
you trust our love,
you trust my heart.

I receive this precious gift
with the responsibility of
cherishing it as I cherish you.
I will hold it carefully
with both hands.

My love for you grows every day.
Of the million stars,
yours in the brightest.
Then, now, always and forever.

Matthew Santos "Matters of the Bittersweet"

I found Matthew by accident on YouTube and he speaks to my heart.


Oh, ain’t it funny how things changed
Once lovers then friends now strangers
With great sorrow that is haunting and beautiful

And, oh it ain't funny how we've tried
To see the whole wide world, eye to eye
But now I know it’s not always so simple

And I take this in stride down the way
I’m deaf, dumb or blind, so you say
But this ain't easy, what I'm leaving

Oh ain't it funny how we fear
The truth of our own madness brought to life
But it's only a matter of time

And I take this in stride down the way
And I've made big mistakes as they made me
But it's a long road where I'm going

And I should tell you I miss you
But I...I wanna hold you and kiss you
But I know that it ain't right
Not this time..

Oh it ain't funny how things end
We've could of done it all so different to save a friend
But you gave me but one choice to decide
And the only thing I could do was take a ride

And I take this in stride down the way
With my love deep inside pray it guides me
‘Cause it's a long road where I'm going

It's a long road where you're going
My sweet Burgundy
So goodbye my daffodil.
Goodbye

Yet another morning I wake to find you gone from our bed.
Air shudders from my lungs and across my dry mouth.
Wondering what I will find; straining my ears to hear.
How have I upset you this morning?

Echos of yesterday's conversations still ring.
The bitter salt springs eternal in my eyes
Not to soothe the abused and overworked spheres
But to toil them further.

Toil intended to force them to look unnaturally inward.
Nerves and sinews strained to breaking.
The optic nerve connected to the heart string.
Unable, all, to work in harmony.

I recognize beauty in the flower in my window
Lit with the unwelcome and perfect blue winter light.
The tired spheres gladly look outward again
Seeking beauteous distraction.

My thoughts and words do not flow easily today.
I am ill at ease, not knowing
If you will stay by my side all this night.
So that I might hold your hand in the dark.

De-lovely

This movie is way up on my favourites list.
Maybe even my most favourite.
It is the story of the life and loves of the great song writer,
Cole Porter.

This scene is beautiful - as Cole is singing to his very sick wife, Linda, the shot moves between the intimacy of the two of them at his piano, and the opening night performance of "Kiss Me Kate" where Petruchio and Kate sing this love song. It is the first opening night Linda is unable to attend.

If you love music, and romance...see this movie.
It speaks to my heart.

Tell me

Tell me again and again
How much you love me.
It makes my heart happy to hear it.

Tell me again and again
What you want.
It makes my heart happy to hear it.

Tell me again and again
How much you miss me.
It makes my heart happy to hear it.

Don't talk about the future
We know nothing about.
It will get here when it gets here.

Build bridges to span the distance.
Talk and laugh and share your life.
And let our friendship blossom.

Trust me. And, trust yourself.
Those around us will learn to trust us both,
For we are worthy of their trust.

After An Afternoon

words by Jason Mraz & Ariel Quirolo
music by Jason Mraz

I bare my windowed self untamed and untrained
Dreams that hardly touch our complexions truest faults
If room enough for both my drowsy spirit shall fall
Bold waves tumble to the season of my heart
You have offended my faith and my trust
Until all is lost into the beauty of the day
Until all is lost
And I think it's lost

And there's something in the way you laugh
And it makes me feel like a child
Aspects of life they confuse me
You and your thesis amuse me
After an afternoon with you
And your rich brown eyes
Your lips and dark hair
Elbows and exposed knees tossing toward your ceiling
After an afternoon

Face to palm
Tear to tear
And
Mouth to tongue
Heart to ground
Heart to ground

I am in love

whispering

Sticks and stones may break your bones
But one word – orange – it bruises.

When I look at the path we have walked,
It is littered with hurtful words that lie
Smouldering with the anger that fumed
Passionately from our fiery mouths.
I don’t want to look there anymore.
How can I stop my ears from hearing the
Words that constrict my heart and bring
Me, choking, back into the fire
That threatens to consume me?

Why do you visit me so?
And, how is it you keep finding me,
When I am so careful to mask my footsteps
And to make myself invisible to prying eyes?
You shimmer and whisper dulcet harmonies
Until the horrible advancing fear that hounds me to
This place, vanishes as a puff of smoke chased by the wind.

I have asked you again and again to leave me
And, yet you do not.
You stand in silent solace, still singing
And whispering the way you do
So that I can’t quite hear you
But can never forget your presence.

You? You master the fire; tethering and playing; drawing
Brilliant images; laughing at the acrid smell of burnt
Flesh and hair; enjoying the danger and the thrill.
Is that why you have withstood the fire of my heart?

I want to understand you. The whole you.
I understand you well enough to know how to bruise you.
I want you to understand me. The whole me.
But I don’t want to be your bruise.

Where do we go from here?
You and me. He and she. She and I. You and Him.
When life hands you lemons; make orange juice.
It’s sweeter.

warnings and personal reflection

Good friends, who care a lot about me and mine, recently sent me this horoscope reading. I thank you for your concern. I do see a lot of truth in this and am reflecting accordingly. I am grateful for your influence and presence in my life.

Unrealistic attitudes in personal relationships may cause problems during this time, and you may experience disappointments that will seriously affect your domestic life. You tend to avoid the truth about yourself and about your relationships at this time, and your reluctance to deal with reality could set you up for a very severe fall. This will undermine your self-confidence as well as the relationships. Your sense of reality in relationships and your ability to accept others as they are is being tested by this influence. If a new potential lover comes along, you may be swept off your feet. You are not excited by the reality of the person but by something within yourself that you are projecting upon the other. When you finally learn the truth about the other person, you may have difficulty accepting it, even though the truth is perfectly all right in itself. A danger you should watch for especially with this influence is that of being attracted to an unattainable person. You may be setting yourself up for a situation in which you cannot win. The other person appears as an unrealizable dream, someone who is too far above you to be attained. You have to recognize that your real objective here is avoiding an actual encounter. If you play this as a dreamy kind of game, you are unlikely to do anyone, including yourself, much harm. But if you take your "suffering" seriously, the resulting sense of defeat may be quite harmful to you. Also, others may find your martyred role in love very difficult to be around. Relationships like these are often born of a feeling of inadequacy. By avoiding confrontations with real people, you also avoid a confrontation with yourself, in which you fear that you will be the loser. Yet a real confrontation is just what you need. If you persist in one of these relationships after this period, you will have to confront both yourself and your partner as real individuals. Whatever the outcome, this could be the most valuable part of the relationship.

torn

torn
Originally uploaded by j_jyarbrough

torn. indeed.
wanting. to be loved.
hurting. herself and those who love her.

crying. more tears than she thought one could possess.
craving. passion in many forms.
understanding. the destruction.

needing. him to love all of her, unconditionally.
desiring. to have it all.
knowing. not how to have it without pain.

pleading. for him to hear the innermost reaches of her heart.
and know...
she is torn

the last wish you made will come true

Thursday night is "date night" when we sit down with Chinese food and watch Survivor. Things have been difficult lately, and I have been making many wishes for the future. Last night was a wonderful, conversational, connected night with my beloved; we tapped into forgotten places in our hearts and came to understand more about each other, again. After dinner I opened my fortune cookie and it read, "The last wish you made will come true."

Today as I logged into YouTube, this video was in the "recommended for you" panel. I have read this book, listened to the CD's and watched the movie. But, I find this is a perfect reminder for myself today. I hope it will be for you, too.



I am truly grateful for the wonderful, compassionate, loving, connected, caring, people in my life. Thank you all for loving me. I take none of you for granted! Today is a beautiful day.