I whisper your name in the wind as it stir;
My pen glides it in a memory I hold dear;
I long for your laugh echoing in my ears;
But my smile faded as your life disappeared.

9-17-24   9:55pm

in another lifetime, we gave it a second chance and we slow danced in the parking lot. in another lifetime, you were much more tender and gentle by not pushing any limits. in another lifetime, I was able to speak up. but in this lifetime you stopped talking to me after you gave me your favorite books.

You find me Lord and you speak my name
Fully known and truly loved, I'm not the same
I find myself in your eyes of grace
I find myself in a much better place
I find myself with joy in my heart
I find myself a work of living art
I find a new song formed on my lips
I find my stomach doing flips
I find my cheeks most deeply blush
My pulse quicken and my blood rush
I find to think of you gives me a thrill
And my God! I pray, pray that it ever will
To life's most burning questions I find
That the only answers truly lie
In finding a love that lasts a lifetime
For love takes all of a lifetime to tell

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                                   Therefore
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                    Days per week, on weekends, and
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          Bitcoin has 99.99% uptime over its
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I'll comb your hair gently and braid it neatly.
The dark silky strands—streaks like how the milky way shines.

Like an astronaut preparing ahead of time, I'll settle for the stars that begin to align in your eyes.

Like an gardener loving his elderly wife, I'll plant flowers to bloom in your hair.

When the time feels  finally right—like the spring that begins to flow by, I'd only have wished our love in this lifetime.

I can't focus on us anymore
it feels like a dream we once had
rather than a lifetime we worked on

You once made me feel precious,
invaluable,
loved.

Now I'm the fall back and safety net
you need to desire
before you hit the bottom of your bottle

I am miserable trying to hold the foundation alone.
I was looking for a life partner, not a freeloading liar.
You promised me change.

I was the fool who believed you and saw with my own eyes
you didn't touch a drop.
Now I'm left with the empty bottle in my hands,
searching for an escape from my isolation.

So, what is my life:

my existence, being there --


plus my history.