If I

If I
only
thought
of you
a minute
out
of
every day,
I suppose
my
days
would
carry
new
meaning
in that
regard.

If I
only
walked
two clicks
to
be next
to
you, I suppose
my
legs
would drag
earth
into more
earth until
golden
lava begins
to
flow.

See,
what I mean
to
say
is
my life
shows
itself
to me
through
your
eyes,  so
when I stare
at
you, feel
free
to stare
back.

M.C. Davis

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The Atmosphere Of Love

In
this
white
space,
we’re
aligned like
the
wind,
and
full
of the
mushiest
stuff
of
Gods.

See, when
you
move, the
stars
misplace
themselves,
and
I’m left
with
the
symptoms
of a
love-struck
sun
missing
its
moon.

See,
when you
gaze,
the days
linger
and the
minutes
take
their
time
between seconds.

Love’s
atmosphere
is
quite
dangerous
you know,
but I’m
quietly
stirring
my coffee
waiting
for
your
smile.

M.C. Davis

I Need You

Yes,
even though
the sun
opens
her
eyes
for me
on uneven
days,
I’m still
in need
of you
to remind
me
to respect
the
wisdom
of
darkness on
top
of darkness.

Oh,
I needn’t
remind
you
that even
though
the
world
circumvents
around
my
words, I
still
may need
you
to
keep the
peace
within
these old
bones
during cold
nights
and loose
blankets.

And yes,
even
though we’re
almost
to that
place, I
just
might
need your
nudge to
keep
my eyes
and
love
focused on
you.

M.C. Davis

Getting There

So, I’ve decided to do another 90 days of P90X.

Not that I’ve failed myself from the last session, or that my body has resumed its normal course of being normal; but rather, I felt good on the program when I completed it a while ago. I felt like a million bucks all the time, and I felt like Tony was there with me in my living room sweatin’ to the oldies like I was. There wasn’t much distance between me and Tony and I think he even knew that at times.

In many ways, P90X gave me a new appreciation for not only the compass of my own body, but also a recognition into what goes in and out of my body. P90X gave me, as I’m still learning, a new edge on what it takes to simply bring your “A” game to everything. The workouts are one thing, but the mental toughness it gives you is another.

If you really think about it, the program’s mission isn’t designed to make you a lean mean fighting machine, but instead, it’s gives you the knowledge base for gaining the insight as to what truly makes a person see him or herself as fit. It gives you the strength and character to ask yourself the tough questions that go into what makes you healthy compared to someone who isn’t.  So, having been through it before, I’m fairly confident I’ll hit the pause button a few times, or stop and grab more water than I should, or even tell Tony to “stick it” more often than I should. In the end though, I’ll be thankful Tony exists and made such an outstanding program.

So, why am I starting this program again?

Because it makes me feel like each time I square up against it, I’m squaring up against myself.

Happy hunting boys and girls.

M.C. Davis

All The Time…

So, I’ve come to the magical conclusion that no one will know everything all the time.

In fact, no 0ne will know most things all the time.

If we’re truly blessed, we’ll have the ability to gain some insight into one exact thing that fascinates us to learn more about it. However, we’re often too entrenched in our ADHD world that the notion leaves us without too much of a fight.

The other day, I was walking with Sammy-dog and he suddenly reminded me that his day’s are many times filled with joy. He gets to wake up with someone glamming at his every move. He’s well-fed, and each time he raises his eyebrow, he gets the chance to have his way out the door and into his “spot” for his, um…indiscretions.

It’s amazing how much our pets tell us. Largely, we’re too occupied in living out our own fantasies that we often forget that there just may be a fantasy in their world that may not include us.

Even with all the perks.

So, all the time I speak about myself, I’m usually led by the little one without a lease, or a thought as to how lucky he has it.

If anything, he’s walking me around this world…one square inch at a time.

M.C. Davis