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The many ways I miss her.
Like the golden rays of yesterday, I could no more be at peace then when she held me in her arms. Arms filled with Love and need, a need that only I seem to be able to fulfill. How this is so, I do not know? Or do I? She finds me a difficult one to believe, as I am such a dreamer and actually like remaining faithful. It seems to sadden her so that I put so much faith in her. She doubts many things in this life, yet she does not doubt me. How did I get to such a place of trust? What have I done different from other men? Will I always remember to keep myself interesting and magical? God, I hope so! We come together and laugh and argue with definite opinions` on the state of the world. It is a delight to speak with her so, too see her beliefs’ and challenge them as she challenges mine. I think she is just wonderful! Full of intrigue with an unsuspecting past~ awaiting to reveal itself to me… She has opened the door of her memories to me. It is a sacred place for any man to have this honor. To see what makes her cry and feel displaced. I hold her hand and allow the unshown tears to fall inside. I hold them in my heart and fill them with hope that WE LIVE IN TODAY, NOT THE PAST! Our closeness is the only comfort I have found for my ravaged soul. When I am in her presence, I can see that “all the mysteries” of life do not matter. What matters is when I make her smile… I intend to enjoy this moment for as long as possible, and I will sear its meaning into my soul with the hottest iron. Honest care for another human being is really quite hard for people like us, our families did not practice loving ways, and this has tainted our souls. Our past relations have not ended well. And have taught us each painful lessons. So when we can smile and play without guilt or shame, it is a good day indeed! It has not been easy getting to this place of trust. But today, I do not fear losing it. I realize we may choose different paths someday, but we have made a pack that will not fade with time. Ours is to love in longing` knowing how short life is. Today I slept in late with her. She was in no hurry to get out of bed, so I did not hurry to do anything myself. We looked at each other in the open light of light- coming in through the shade openings’ I had made with her blinds. Her soft white skin shone with all humanity. I saw her soft features, I saw her velvet persuasion, and I made that morning a most refreshing time indeed! We have this freedom with each other, we can let passion guide us to perfection at times like these, and we hold hands after and talk` with no need to question. 4am, and I am out the door to catch a flight` while she will sleep a little longer… Thomas A Sutor P O Box 2343 Lompoc CA 93438 Rockhawk.com |
All written word is "The Opinion" of Thomas A. unless otherwise noted...
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