I’ve stared at you because I loved you
I’ve stared at you because your shape and lines personified an elemental essential for me.
I’ve stared at you because I could glimpse God.
But all those memories are gone, now.
I don’t know what I saw.
Because all I see, even when I close my eyes, is the look on your face…
…when your hands reached for my throat
For the
Very.
Last.
Time.
And today, because really, this is the best way to study. The fan helps blow the information right into the brain.
There are some days
And even longer nights
When all you can do
Is remember:
The stars are still there
And hold on.
Today’s study subject.
Yes, I know, “sagging” is the common fashion statement. And slippers. And Nike.
For Rachel Titolo-See, her lovely students, and my beloved friends. Diamonds. Each and every one of you, as unique, sparkling, and amazingly, incredibly, irreplaceably beautiful, unfathomably valued and valuable.
Stars.
Like diamonds in the sky.
There is a peace that comes
after we speak,
and
after we meet
in that quiet space
where my mind
touches
yours.
There is a peace that comes
from the knowing
and the seeing
and the bone and blood deep
feeling
that doesn’t scream
about connection
but instead
whispers in soothing breezes,
shines down like star light
and
flows as easily as tears,
beating and pulsing even beyond the heart
that carries it.
There is a peace that comes
carried by the words
“I won’t let go.”
