inadequate, feeling that there is no way to express 12 years of love and devotion to her – granting gifts daily, I sit enamored by grace caught up in her eyes longing to just quietly sit close reach over and touch gently the sexiest leg ever birthed – whirling sentence fragments spin endlessly no longer attached to Kansas I find myself with shiny new slippers in a land I didn’t know existed –
stepping back I realize I am still unable to create for myself
completed better than before whole soul mate ect ect words…trite and inconsequential when seeking to transcend and elevate ideologies – she is what I never deserved but lived to experience her blessing as part of my life brings peace and balance to a half burnt jig-saw puzzle stunned, I can only weep she truly loves me – 12 years ago in a dim living room stranger expressing vows for eternity three small children watched quietly as their mother married a ****** in pajamas only to spend the rest of their lives with a father they could count on— flash back to Tina profile backed by the Arizona desert a picture I return to often moonlit body exposed by the tent flap perfection in memory angry eyes flicker as a 1984 15” flies from the stand never a dull moment when married to a Lion –
12 years ago today, at around 6 p.m. Pacific standard, Tina Lyn Temple became my wife, and I could be no more thankful or blessed.