Surfing between having & having not.
As single as I seem, I find myself wedded to many. Granted, I may not be making any literal babies with the kind of intimacy that I’m nurturing, but much life is being created. With an empty mailbox on Valentine’s day I am free to love those like me who trespass imagination’s unsung melody. We share wounds and let go of our otherness/loneliness to graft uncharted territories together in a relationship to end all destination. May Cupid pierce the barriers we build today and let love flow into and through us.
