I snapped awake. Maybe it was the
sound of traffic. The sun would be
up any minute. Maybe it was you.
Some of our differences surfaced
in texts yesterday. What is really
I shaved, cleaned up, thinking of
the day ahead. I opened up all the
blinds to let the light and sun in.
I learned this week that the coffee
wasn’t bad; it was the water. Toxic
water makes toxic coffee.
Toxic differences? I won’t allow it.
I took a bite of buttered toast;
I thought of you.
No dysfunction. (That’s new!) No
abuse (That’s a relief). Simply love.
Unchanged by time or place.
Unfiltered by our differences it is
simply the sweetest love.
I took a sip of hot coffee with a touch
of milk and hazelnut creamer. I could
only think of you.
If you were sitting here with me, I’d hold
your hands, look straight into your eyes,
and tell you that I refuse to give power
to our differences! I chomped on a
piece of salami. Thoughts of you became
more sensual over the next few bites!
I had to close the verticals a bit; the sun
was blinding. I tried to read. Didn’t work.
I thought of you more. I won’t let you go.
Another bite of toast; another bite of you.
Another sip of coffee; another sip of you.
The sun moved on but not my thoughts
of you. You are more important to me than
the ebb and flow of love or differences. My
love for you will always be greater than
the sum of our differences. It is up to us.