I dreamt of you in the yesternight.
Together we rode past the countryside,
Fingers locked and palms pressed.
We shared stories beneath the stars,
As they too whispered tales of their own.
In our silence we listened.
Whilst the stars quietly performed,
Flying across the skies,
My heart fell in between the conversation.
Pounding, nearly knocking through my chest.
Freeing itself from the cage that keeps it hostage.
Pulling me closer to you within each pulse.
My lips fall onto yours.
Our bodies connected by the softness of our skin.
A promise of new mysteries,
Sworn by the moist tenderness of each press.
Alone on my bedside,
Wondering of your escape.
I turn to the window and out into the space,
Waiting for the stars to form your beautiful face.
Tall I stand to be closer to you,
To once again feel a love so true.
Remain where you take place.
For I will rise over the mountains, and
Through the plains,
To celebrate the moment we become the same.
a moment as this.
breaths of fresh air filling my lungs.
i feel as it expands, pressing against my chess.
an exhale, and suddenly there is space.
a breath that reminds me of life.
that kind of feeling where everything begins over again.
moment after moment.
a breath, an embrace of everything around.
earth, and its colors.
as it breathes through the ground and the trees.
the winds and the waves.
moving around the world in different ways,
yet all the same.
- ABA: If someone were to offer you $500 right now for Pacific (mannequin), would you take it?
- ACN: No.
- ABA: What?! Why Not?! That would solve so much for you!
- ACN: If I sold her, those $500 would eventually be gone and I still wouldn't have Pacific.
#Boston, where the #past, #present and #future happen at the #SameDamnTime #bostondotcom (at Old State House)
Destiny is made. Do you trust yourself to ride along or watch it leave? #igersboston #bostondotcom (at MBTA Ruggles Station)
as my brother and I were talking to another about the functions of the human brain, we began thinking about the heart and how it gives blood for it to work.
without the heart, the brain cannot operate . without the brain, the heart cannot beat.
we came to understand that they need each other in order for us as humans to live.
that is true love and it lives inside of us.
two different beings solely working for the same purpose, to create life and give more love.
I understand now why they call it “love-making”. by the end of the 9-month journey, the result is the ultimate creation of love. and that love will make more love.
reproduction, the art of creating love and giving it life.
love is forever, if we have each other.