on a tiny blue star

     there is a place....


     i was outside smoking, among the mountains and the sheer silence that comes from being away from the city. 

     you'll have to excuse me if this seems disjointed but i just shared a bottle of wine and a six pack of stella with a friend.


    but i remember being in Monterey, with my love. we were eating in a fancy restaurant.
we had the full course. there were appetizers, and main courses, desserts, and wine, lots of wine.

     and i remember looking up at her. her beautiful face. the last face i would ever hold in my hands and try to explain how much she meant to me. 

     i was sitting across from her at the table and  i felt something strange.


i felt a giddyness.


     this was dinner.

i felt like we were kids that had just shared a kiss far away from the prying eyes of parents or friends... and we realized that love was more than showing it to every one else.


i asked her, do you feel it?


it was the feeling of being in love. the feeling of sharing love with someone. the lack of loneliness.


     we looked at each other for a brief second and admitted that we both had the same tingles running up the back of our necks, that we were both sure had originated somewhere in the middle of our hearts and raced out like the words we just couldn't say for fear of ruining the perfect moment.

    i was hers and she was mine. 


    for all of time.



i was on another earth, for a minute. where we were alone and no one else's opinion had an impact on our fragile imaginations.


     i shared an infinite feeling for one brief time with my love. 



and i will never forget it.




she said that she felt it too.


and that was enough for me.