I Love 2.7

I love that I can be vulnerable and still be loved. I love that love can break my heart in a good way. I love the sunset tonight – orange and pink and yellow and blue. I love the air. I love feeling loved. I love letting go and being alright. I love my car. I love my bicycle. I love getting up early and writing. I love Sundays. I love having a day to be lazy. I love being trusted. I love Riff Raff and I’m glad he is feeling better. I love that I can be safe to love. I love the skunk family that lives in my yard. I love that the garden is full of tomatoes and zucchini!

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I'm a rock-n-roller poet who left the Big Apple for the Big Sky Desert where I've been letting it be and grooving with universal love, singing to the gods, dancing with the muses and bicycling with dreamtime messengers. I like altering my reality through imagination, movement, breath, and makin' stuff.

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