Love letter # 510 Time and separation make little difference. You are burnt into me. What looks like perfect skin to others is the mask of your presence – the burnished shell of your departure. I have been shaped by the hand of our union. I still keep the secrets you whispered, walk as though…

Love letter # 550 So here we are on the brink of remembering. Serene progress interrupted. The flutter of ancient butterflies. The nausea of wondering. The waves of your passing. I am leaning, not falling – but enough to sense the up-rushing impact. The rupture. A fresh, hairline break in a heart long stilled. As…

Love letter # 600 Do I take the risk? Become vulnerable again. Open up to the possibility of joy and sorrow. Let someone in. We are no longer young and driven by the compulsions of sex and coupling. We have lived through the multiple disappointments of damaged intimacy and witnessed the collapse of flawed fantasy….

Love letter # 0707 14. That’s how many years. Since you sat across from me. Dissolved me in your gaze. Seems like forever now. Yet…but an instant. A thought. The triggering of a current in my wires. I may not be the same man, but the body holds the charge you left in me. The…

Love letter # 539 5:47pm. It is the precise colour of my love for you. The angle of the light is just about cutting me in two. The irrecoverable distance. The distance of my inability to say. The distance of your other life. I take solace in present company. Sunlight on a solitary stem of…

I know at last the power of not knowing

You set in motion a chain of extraordinary events in me, by an act of authoring not yet fully understood. Perhaps it was simply something you allowed. In the space you created, the quiet had their say, the imperfect were permitted, the vain became irrelevant. And our fear turned to awe, thanks to a force…

From afar

I have seen you from afar Across impossible distance The space between vision I noted tiny details From the vantage of strangers Through this blood borne prism So nearly have I touched you Vaulting infinite regress To swing within your rhythm I have never breathed your name Nor heard such outward sighs Yet still I…

Love letter # 475 Overwhelmed, almost crushed, by the sheer breathtaking beauty of things. The salty air. Damp earth. The warmth of your arms around me. Again I am halted, paused in thankful reflection – grateful to whatever gods, angels or blind mechanical confluences brought me to this viewpoint. From here, through the tiny portal…

Love letter # 335 It was through your beauty that I fell upon these things. On pleasant rambles unearthed. Dug from dark marrow and plucked into light. Always there – yet now known to language. These twin axes – the poles around which my life has danced – I have no more words to deny…

Love letter # 401 This is your time of year; the soft and quiet settling of winter. In your boots and scarves. Your alabaster skin in the pale and watery light. Dark eyes shining out of the mist. Warm breath foggy as you stand beside me. The promise of a hearth inside you. The welcoming…