September 15, 2003

• ...that's the sweetest thing I've ever heard... and you didn't even say anything.

  
  

  Quality of love? Paint me with your breath. Your voice is inner lightning. EXTRA OIL. YOU glow to me. Light me with your diamond fire. Decorate me with your wounds.  6 feet up... my constant paradox.  Your tears burn me with healing: the freedom of your chains... my blood is a perfume.  Hold my star.  My "true north" unfading twilight, golden glory.  Such intense gentleness... how you dance with such a graceless oaf is breathtaking: you make me beautiful.  Let me swim in your mercy and be clothed in your words- my heart blushes when you look at me.  Swallow my voice that your words may take the place of mine.  Dance with my pen that my eyes may applaud you.  Cradle my head against your chest that your heartbeat may infect my soul; you are the lullaby my mind rests to. SING LOUDER.  Make me a transparent mirror.  Your thoughts protect me... be forever nearer.  Draw me inwardly... my heart waits for you to steal me away... steal me away.  Claim your bride.  YOU are my one and only.  Beloved I am yours. Hide me.

  
  

  (because you don't have to understand me)

  
  

  forgive my absense

  
  

  I'm at the beach for a week in Seaside, Or.  Beautiful ocean, beautiful room, quaint town.  It's one of those places you feel awkward walking around alone in- because EVERYONE is either on their honeymoon or vacationaing with their family.  And then there is me.  It's refreshing just to stay here for a couple days.  I watched Ocean's 11 last night (bravo) -one of my favorites, and watched the sunset over the ocean from my top floor balcony... I've decided that NOT feeling lonely when you're alone is one of the best feelings ever as far as emotions go (just like "no vacancy" is the most discouraging and unfriendly sign ever- even when you're not looking for a place to stay). I'm also quite thankful that the One that I belong to turns my head back to look at Him and captivates me all over again.. and again.. and again.  <girly sigh> I know this is a rather cheesy entry- get over it.  This is the best kind of vacation.  Where time stops completely and it doesn't matter anymore... it's lovely. 

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