i want to rock your gypsy soul
2005-10-10 & 10:14 a.m.

i continue the roles i've played all my life: story lover, word afficionado, endorser of humanity. i am a professional observer and i would have it no other way.
the phone rings, a jolt to my senses. others a world away say i am drinkingcoffee on our old back porch and will you and your fiancee move to wyoming where we can all live in a cottage and make s'mores again?
the sky is huge and sad and steeples scrape the horizon until indents are made. we slide by new rivers, conquer old attics, are the givers and receivers of butterfly kisses, speak in icelandic travel : i am happy, except -
as he shuffles away from me in the morning to the living room, my heart aches a little. i want him to be happy too.