J-D-J

"...How do you rid the sweat after the body bliss?..."

Sight is a simple sense that one doesn't tend to over-analyze. Eyes open...sight on. That said, an artist's eye may walk by a city alley and see his/her next photo shoot where someone else just sees the homeless person, and still another's eyes just the alley. Learning to "fully" see is not the same as simply propping the eyelid up. For as much as we use our eyes, sometimes we are truly blind to what our eyes gaze upon. Like the once common practice in photos from earlier generations, we all color what we see with our own emotional palette.

Spending time with couples is one of the times when my sight is at its clearest. What my eyes see is processed through my heart simultaneously and the image becomes a portrait of real and idealized harmony. Sharing in their intimacy has varying levels of success. Always so many variables. Oh, if everyone could be skilled Human Chemists to concoct the a formula for social mixing.

Sometimes trying to capture a moment with words is best done as close to the time of the event. Other times the moment itself can be so overwhelming that time must add its seasoning to the writing recipe for words to appear. I know that when I experience a moment that is beyond words when I remember it and a smile appears on my face; a sigh ensues and for a microsecond the pleasure is relived.

And so just like (link to my first time-->) my first time in March 2003, I sigh...


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If The Sun Comes Up Tomorrow

If tears could be transcribed, I would have written several novels by now.

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I'm sending you all my love
I'm sending you all my love
Because you're no longer here
I'm not saving a drop for me
I'm not taking it back with me
Because I know you will appear.
***

Four days.
For days...
Foreplays.

I wrote for my Facebook status today, "I have succeeded in many different arenas, but never is making myself numb."

I have compartmentalized, but I run out of boxes quickly.

"This morning I woke up alone...let her cry...And if the sun comes up tomorrow, let her be."
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Gay is Wonderful: Reason #1

I've decided w/the recent publicity of gay teen suicides, I'm going to start posting reasons why being GAY is actually quite WONDERFUL. Today's reason: "Having the opportunity to lose your virginity to a guy with the same name your sister lost her virginity to." (Same name, not same guy)