
Us. Photo by Donald Andrew Agarrat, 2004.
For the communication.
For the love.
For the understanding.
For the struggle.
For pulling me under water.
For grabbing my head and helping me see you.
For the move from Jersey City to Princeton.
For the intersections.
For the parents.
For the siblings.
For the words.
For the trips to Baltimore, Atlanta.
For the kindness.
For the four agreements.
For the great jokes.
For the awful jokes.
For not taking my shit.
For acting out.
For being pouty.
For the ego, vanity and jealousy.
For the ridiculous.
For the healing.
For the magick.
For the emotional clarity.
For supporting me in my quest to be less insane.
For the flannel sheets!
For sharing your dreams.
For the pleasure.
For the sensuality.
For forcing clarity.
For the challenge to be better.
For the unearthing of truths.
For the all the trips to Harlem.
For the parties.
For the space.
For Marie and Tyrone and Mighty and Alicia.
For Tanisha.
For the panel on marriage equality.
For laughing in bed.
For the hardest times.
For the health.
For the sweet breath.
For looking for your own life.
For charting your own course.
For liking the Steven I like.
For the year.
For Larry.
For us.
I LOVE flannel sheets! They make me feel like I have my own world full of softness and love right there in my bed.
To you and Larry on your Anniversary: your first year has come and gone. It's been full of smiles, revelations, train tickets, frustration, fashion, fears, pictures (*grin!*), hot sex, disappointments, compromise, dancing and a whole lotta love. I hope the universe uses as many years of living life as it takes to beat the formless metal of your new love into a brilliant brooch, hat pin and earring set!
Thank you for sharing Larry with me - with us. Your love gives me hope.
Posted by Donald / on Jan 6 @ 7:55 AM