A little love and some letting go

It is nice to stir things a little from time to time, isn’t it? That is why today’s blog post is absolutely different from any I’ve done before. It is all pictures and a few captions. Pictures with statues of men. Handsome, muscular men I happen to be in love with. In fact, I sat on the lap of one of…

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This thing between he and I.

You know, I hoped it’d go away. This thing between he and I. That time will tear at the seams of it till nothing was left of it. Isn’t that what anyone with a crush hopes for? That it will just go away? But we forget that assumption is only a foolish man’s errand and much as I do not…

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Bad men, Good men.

I’ve dated a few men in this life. Some, good and some, bad. But Beto was one of the good ones. A man well-furbished on the interior as well as the exterior. A man so tall he could see as far as tomorrow when standing on his tippy toes. Now, I do not remember how we met or even the…

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It is not you. It’s me

Hers was a blithesomely sweet smile that formed delightful dents of delight on her cheeks when she showed it off to the world. A pair of large, lovely eyes and long hair that looked as though it had never known struggle. That hair must have had a life that closely rivals that of the prince of Saudi Arabia. Born, bred…

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I weep for you, Grandpa

I still hold fond memories of him. My grandfather, that is. He was a funny man. Maybe not all the time, but you tell me, how funny can you get when faced with the responsibility of raising ten kids?  Yet with us, his grand-kids, my grandfather let the mask of seriousness fall off. With us, he let the clown in…

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