when one sets out to discover the world within their being, it seldom is met to the yearnings felt...
the heart as a muscle gives to one the rhythmic patter that signals one's existence....but within those chambers beat a most provocative of pulses....one that connects the physical to the emotional...to the spiritual....and in exceptional of circumstances, the eventual and the eternal....this being....love....
always knowing myself to be different...a romantic....somewhat a rarity among the males of the human animal....i have always sought to connect all these aspects that define me....with soemone like minded....
along the course of my life i have made contact with individuals with whom there were shared moments...aspects...pieces of the puzzle we call life...not many....very few in fact....since i never felt the connect that i sought....even as i was left uncertain of what my quest was....
in my formative years i was generally a loner....not always, or even necessarily by choice....i had friends yes....but girlfriends....dates....no....not really...being the longhair in a town of jocks and rednecks sort of precluded this from happening i suppose...still....i knew then my inclinations were to find someone to complete me...
my other half....
time is cruel....
racing faster and faster....years gone by...and i still seek....what was thought to be....wasn't...and that is the norm....for me... and still i sought....now with such little of expectation...and something happened....hopes rekindled...only to be dashed to pieces...
but lo...when least expected....after having grieved the loss of what i had thought to be what i'd sought throughout my life....discovering it to be yet another emotional fiasco....i was found....
or rather....completion....becoming one...after so long a quest....
i love....and for that i live....
