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A moment and then another

I only exist in the space of the other. My strength, my joy, my love - We are the moments we share.

I have no title, no absolutes, no fixed adornment. I am not submissive in the sense that it is in me and absent in another. I am what I am at the time that I am. I am submissive to all and to no one. I submit to the world in complete faith of its wisdom, acceptance, love and deliverance.

I cannot be defined in absolutes but can be labelled with qualifiers just for common understanding and no more - ever disrupting, ever changing, ever subsiding, ever becoming.

I grow into another and another. Or is it that I strip down to become less and less.
6 months ago. April 3, 2023 at 9:46 PM

A year ago

an anniversary that keeps repeating 

Remember this Jack?!


What love is to me...

Words that mean other words

Love is no words 

And all feeling


Love is the sunshine on my back,

The rain on my skin,

The breeze kissing my forehead.


Love is a hand held,

A whispered smile,

Tears falling on my legs and

It is a soundless scream.


Love is the scratches on my skin,

The itch of grass or

The bruise from a fall.


It is the roadmap written on my body,

The scars of my suffering and

It is the crying birthed from so much beauty.


Love is my heart bursting and

Choking me with a thousand silent tears.

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