Of you 

I’m making my way towards home

I like walking if the weather is good

I avoid the puddles from last night’s rainfall

And the cracked bits of pavement

And I think of you….

I reach home and I head straight to my room

I undress and get under the sheets

Gathering all the pillows and the cushions

Making myself comfortable

And I think of you….

It’s late and night and my mind is wandering

And I think of the day’s events

I make lists for the next day

And as I drift off into slumber

I think of you… 


Thank you


For the strength, the courage,

The will power, the independence,

The determination, the patience,

The faith, the belief,

The support, the comfort,

That you gave me

In my most darkest hours

Thank you,






I smile

I laugh

And everything feels wonderful….



What does it mean to be attracted to someone? To be attached, to feel connected?

How does one know the difference between being ‘interested’ in someone, having a ‘crush’ on someone, to liking someone, to feeling something deeper and evidently falling in love with someone? 

What is this human need or desire to be and feel attached or connected to another human? Is that how we are designed to be and live, or somehow have accustomed ourselves to eventually be and live?  

Too many questions.  



I awaken

Frozen to the core

And my mind clouded…

With a memory of you

I will myself back to slumber

And it’s you again I see

Your face,

Your fingers linked with mine

I fall back into sleep with the image of you 

And I awaken

Basked in sweat

My body hot and jagged from the heat

And yet,

My mind is once again clouded

With the memory of you…