the brightest kind of flame

For love is as strong as death, its jealousy as enduring as the grave. Love flashes like fire, the brightest kind of flame.

First Beach, La Push, WA

Going to the ocean this weekend for an over-due vacation! See ya’ll in a few days!!!

My love,

    this is where I watch the moon

    this is where I watch the planes fly by

    this is where I wonder why

we’re still strangers.

This Night

Come and sit with me this night

so we may talk philosophy of a bird’s flight

this complexity that is

her simply gliding upon the wind.

Yes! Come sit with me during this midnight shower

so that something may finally pound louder

than our hearts;

who wish to ignore their own beating.

Maybe then we shall understand our meeting