On Romance

romance is the perception of lover as she looks upon beloved

romance is the way God makes love to itself as you

romance is seeing the beauty in life

romance is the way your inhale floats so lightly upon your exhale and your exhale empties itself so completely for your next inhale

romance is the way the tree soaks up the water from the earth and extends its branches towards the sun

romance is the will as it inspires your next breath, your life as it spawns your next heartbeat

romance is the way you say mmmmmmm when you let the sun kiss your skin

romance is letting God as life make love to you regarding and regardless of what it looks like

romance is feeling his touch in his absence as strongly as you do in his presence

romance is a complete surrender to nothing beyond this moment

romance is the way the leaves stand at attention smiling with or without the sun

romance is kissing your teardrops as they fall from your eyes

romance is the play of the wind in your hair, the rain on your roof, the smoke as it lingers and lilts in the air

romance is your longing for a lover, skin to skin, heart to heart

romance is what you do to your thoughts creating them into realities

romance is knowing that we all breathe the same air...that you are breathing his air, that you are breathing his air...

romance is Rodin, Rumi, Michaelangelo, Shakespeare, Cezzane

romance is your delight with cooing, gurgly baby sounds, a child's song and laughter, the way you hold your breath waiting for Chopin's next note

romance is the way you make love to your story, adding to it, embellishing it, creating it just so, that you may swallow it with greater glee, or regurgitate and reject it with ever more passionate drama

romance is embracing the story that you believe you need to survive until you see that you don't need it as it dissolves along with who you thought you were; it is the kiss of disillusionment on the breast of freedom; it is having no idea

romance is the starlight dancing on your brow and the moon's mysteries making love to your imagination

romance is a bird in flight

romance is seeing earth as god's amazing artwork

romance is the way thoughts devour the silence and silence devours thoughts

romance is the way we forget, making remembering all the more meaningful

romance is the way lovers tease each other, holding back, holding back until they explode with desire

romance is the way we as life tease ourselves, holding back, holding back until we explode, implode, dissolve, rebirth, realize, die ... in cycles of infinite variation

romance is the way you tease yourself into believing that something is limited and not that you are limiting

romance is the way your feet caress the ground you walk upon

romance is the way we share our thoughts with each other not even realizing whether others want to or can hear them

romance is our desire to connect, convince, to touch, to trigger, to get reaction

romance is a mother's wailing for her war torn children

romance is the desire to protect at any cost

romance is the play of knowledge hiding behind ignorance

romance is the play of ignorance hiding behind knowledge

romance is the way these boxes connect us to the world

romance is the collective mind as it seduces the individual

romance is the individual as it fights for its autonomy

romance is the sky as it touches the earth

romance is the scent of a rose as it wafts through your nose

romance is the way a shield forms around a broken heart

romance is the way the heart that loves heals its wounds

romance is the way the earth soaks up the rain and feeds it back to the clouds

romance is the way the wave slinks up to the shore and retreats back into ravenous ocean

romance is yipping dog enthusiastically wagging tail, your squirmy laughter as it's licking your face

romance is the fire that burns within you as you create your dreams,
long for them,
wait for them,
reject them

romance is giving it all up and letting God dance you

romance is your saying romance is dead and believing it

romance is the eye of the beloved as it peers through our one heart

romance is God celebrating itself as life

-Ellen Davis 2/14/01