If we consider the nature of a mobius strip, we will find a beautiful paradox that represents recursion…
…captured.
Continue reading “.Infinity.ytinifnI.”
If we consider the nature of a mobius strip, we will find a beautiful paradox that represents recursion…
…captured.
Smiling, kissing, caressing,
tucked in every corner & hidden in plain sight,
I find you dancing through my mind.
Continue reading “Interwoven”For me, love isn’t about loving halves of wholes;
Love is about loving the entirety of a persons being.
Is this what it feels like to fall in love?
I wonder, how can I know that to be true?
You asked me to pick between: love me the way I’d love to be loved, or love me the way you’d love to love me, and I found myself thinking…
What happens when:
The way I’d love to be loved is the way you love to love me?
Continue reading “Wrapped In Love”Perhaps there are somethings we can’t understand until we walk into them. Perhaps that is why the point is to live the questions, to walk with curiosity- towards all that is coming. Knowing that one day, uncertainty will be painted with familiarity.
Continue reading “With Time”
You choose to walk with me, side by side.
What more could I ever need? If I have your presence in every stride.