Love by choice

A few words inspired by a quote I read today!

It's about choice isn't it? Everything boils down to choice. No matter what I say or do, or don't say and don't do, choice is what matters. My choice lays the foundation for every further action, inaction, or next choice.

I choose to love you. And I am glad I have the ability to make that choice. I choose to love you despite the fact that many times, I am flummoxed by your choices; your decisions; your actions.

I choose to love you. I also chose to tell you how I feel. I chose to acknowledge that shunning you from my thoughts and feelings leaves me feeling incomplete and alone. I choose to share all my hopes and dreams and my trials and tribulations.

The best thing of course is that I choose to love you - time and time again

Bike hard, Bike far

I could hear it,
the sound was guttural - deep.

It was growing louder still,
The nuances of the biker's movements
Clear from the sounds

Again, I heard the throttle,
There was a distinct sound,
The rider would have carved
The bend in the road.

Then, there was a sudden pull,
I could see the beacons of yellow light
Illuminating the road ahead

And then, I could see it,
Rider and bike,
Twisting the wick,
Approaching at full throttle

A beatific beast
Powerful and sure.
Triumph - the name suited
both rider and bike.

It slowed down, next to me,
Eager to journey on,
I waved it off,
Watched as they rode into the sun,
Ready to move the soul