“I'm in a castlestanding in a tower,looking down through a windowat the beautiful garden,the sun setting in the distance. The beauty in the momentbrings tears to my eyes. Sky blue pink, the backdrop for roses in ever colorblooming in the garden.”

“Looking at these pictures,I wonder,did that part of methat flourished around him,like prized perennialsunder a tender gardener's care,die along with him?”

“My heart breaks. Also not the first time. I long to go after him. To find himand hold himand kiss himin the loveliest of gardens.”

“Its like i was a garden salad with a light vinaigrette and Jackson was a platter of seafood Cajun pasta.Alone we were good.Together we were fantastic.”

“He isbetter than warm fall colorsbetter than beautiful musicbetter than doughnuts and coffee”

“Life is the badwith all the good.The deadly sharkswith the beautiful sea stars.The gigantic waveswith the sand castles.The licoricewith the lemon and lime.The loud lyricswith the rhythm of the music.The liver diseasewith the love of a father and son.It’s life.Sweet, beautiful, wind on your face,air in your lungs, kisses on your lips.life.”

“He cups my facewith both handsleans in,eyes lingering asweet secondbefore his lips are there on mine,teasing, playing, tasting, kissing.When he pulls away,I'm breathless.He nuzzles my ear."Now that's thrilling."You got that right.”