Posted by: facetothewind | March 13, 2008

Loving a man

p1030305.JPG“Some people never say the words ‘I Love You,’ but like a child they’re longing to be told.” — Paul Simon


Last night I told Al I loved him.

“I love you too,” he told me breathlessly.

We looked into each other’s eyes squinting in shivers of ecstasy.

We lay with our chests together until our breathing slowed.

He fell asleep next to me

and awoke light as a feather.

He collected his things

and then like all men do,

he left.


Why is it that the simplest pleasures in life always seem just out of reach?

When was the last time you touched the light of dawn?

When was the last time someone looked into your eyes and told you they loved you?

When was the last time you believed it?



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