If it's worth doing...

"I'm sorry."

Lying naked on his back, she naked beside him
on her stomach, chin on her folded hands.

"Sorry for what?" she asked without looking at him.

He closed his eyes and sighed, then turned on his side
toward her and slowly stroked her bare back.
"I'm sorry it wasn't very good."
He stretched his right arm across her pillow and scooted
his body closer until it was spooned against hers, then
rested his cheek on her shoulder.

"Real life isn't like the movies. I expected our first time
to be awkward. We don't know each other this way."
She turned her head and lightly kissed his forehead and
then the tip of his nose. "Not yet, anyway" she smiled,
"unless you want to give up."

His blue eyes searched her green eyes as he turned her
body to meet his.

He kissed every tiny bit of her open mouth and lifted her
right leg over his left hip.

And their dance began again.

It was a dark and stormy night...

Three years ago today I posted here for the first time.

On occasion, I will randomly read through my archives.
Sometimes I cringe.
Sometimes I smile.
Sometimes a tear will fall.

I'm glad I stopped using extended................. ellipses.
I'm glad I stopped using different colors for the text.
I'm glad I finally learned the proper way to link.
I'm glad I finally learned how to add a blog roll.
I'm glad I finally learned how to add a photo.

Forever thankful for you and your kindness, insight,
inspiration, encouragement, sharing and friendship.

This place has become a home for my heart.
This place has helped me to open my heart again.
This place has led me to a new life path.

I believe that very often we teach what we need to learn.
I have been writing lessons to myself here.
I hope to never stop learning.


evolution. revolution.
evolve. resolve.
discover. uncover.

Emotion...

UPDATE: Vote for your favorite haiku by 11 pm Thursday night.


Three lines of five syllables, seven syllables, five syllables.

Create a haiku about EMOTION and submit it to
Sparrow's Haiku Contest. Deadline is 10 pm tonight.

overwhelming flood
suffocates, paralyzes.
anger, love and fear.

*******

How long has it been
since you felt anything of
any importance?

Almost, not quite, so close...

waking in the dark, you
will see me,
feel the
heat of me
on your chest,
lips breathing
on your cheek.
suspended just
above you, not quite
touching, not quite
there.
still with you
through the memory
of what has been...
So far. So near.

Saying good-bye to yet another...

A beautiful soul is gone.

Suzanne passed away on Christmas Eve.
She wrapped her beauty and warmth around
everyone. She shared her love of life with enthusiasm
and without hesitation.

There can never be another Liquid Illuzion.

Rest in peace, my friend.


update: I'm adding two links that will give even more
insight to to this very special woman. Here and here.