Love on a Thursday

Hand holding, inside jokes

shared memories of back strokes

flirtatious texts about shit we haven't tried yet

Hot drinks on cold days

Cuddling after wrestled play

wrapped in the same blanket when it rains

Heated debate 

Intelligently disagreeing about our people's fate

Equally recognizing too little has been done too late

Out and about in our daily affairs

Insightful moments come

Knowing you would've loved to have been there

You visit my dreams and appear so real

Closer and clearer in view

"In bed asleep, while they do dream things true." -Shakespeare

-DOC

Acting Ugly

I've found myself in a strange new land.  A land where bullshit runs rampant and sex is the preferred currency.  Love has no place here.  Romance can't stay here and unfortunately I can't remember the turn I made that led me to this place.  If I follow biblical knowledge, I'll find a way to be here without looking like I belong here...which is hard to do.  My mind does not believe that I enjoy the indulgences of this town, but something within me is dying to try things out.  Desire leads me to streets unknown and the more I follow desire the further away I get from home.  The more necessity takes me from address to address, the less I'm able to decipher need from excess.  There is a lesson for me to learn and without it I won't be able to leave.  I needed to find grace and mercy for those who, some time ago, have walked these streets.  I lacked compassion for those with homes unlike mine.  The trials I endure here burn.  They burn to keep the ugly out... of my spirit.