Sunday, May 11, 2008

• -A Memory-

  We were sitting in my dimly lit room
  Me, sitting at the computer desk in a chair
  You, kneeling next to me.
  
  For once, we are equals
  You are at my level.
  
  We are watching a movie.
  "The Village," I think.
  Well, pretending to watch it.
  
  I turn to you
  And look into your eyes.
  
  I'm a goner.
  
  Those lovely hazel-green eyes
  Looking at me
  Looking through me
  
  I see eternity.
  I see un-matched masculine beauty.
  
  Is that a twinkle in your eye?
  I think so.
  
  Mmm.
  So beautiful, you are.
  
  You smile.
  Ah, damn you.
  
  You move the swiveling chair so that I face you.
  You take my foot
  And start massaging.
  
  Wow.
  That feels excellent.
  
  I'm so blessed.
  My heart is bursting.
  
  In that moment
  Is perfection.
  
  I feel as though the world has stopped
  Time is gone
  Nothing, but you and me.
  
  We are looking at each other.
  If we were having a staring contest,
  It would be a draw
  Because neither of us
  Can blink.
  
  I think about the first time you said "I love you."
  And I juxtapose it with this moment.
  
  This is love.
  
  
  

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