There are several in my life, yet…
I desire only you.
What is it about you that suspends time and makes the universe stand still?
We speak on the inane of comic book characters, television sitcoms and movie trivia with as much passion as we discuss the arcane of politics, prejudice and justice and of freeing one’s mind. It is totally appropriate that the Biblical Book of Numbers holds as much sway in our conversations as the Astrological Book of Numbers.
I lay in bed and it is your voice I hear in my dreams, your touch I feel in my fantasies.
I often wonder, is it the charisma in your voice?
Or perhaps, it is the old soul that I see when I gaze into your eyes. That transports me another time when temples honored Ra and Nut, as the pyramids testified to the rules of Ramses and Hatshepsut.
Maybe it is the gentleness of your kiss introduced upon my cheek when we meet or part…
Could it be the truth behind your words? Perhaps it is the way in which you carry yourself with Dignity, with Pride, with Grace.
Or is it the fierce protector /valiant warrior that I see?
Maybe it is the honest way in which you treat people or the compassion within your heart, even as you chew someone out for nth time for the nth stupidity.
How am I so privileged to be let past the cool exterior to the warmth that you possess?
How am I so doomed to belatedly realize that the hidden warmth is your flame and I am your moth?
I am instinctively drawn to you…
You are: my Sower, my Reaper; my Hercules and my Achilles.
Shit! I’m in love with you…
This “letter” was a near verbatim entry in a journal, from eons ago.
(Apparently, a) I don’t spell as nicely in my hand-written journals as I do when I type – who knew? and b) at 3:41am (the time noted on the entry), when no one’s looking I am one sappy as all get out romantic – please don’t tell.)
It literally was the moment I realized I was in love, down to that last line. It made me laugh to read it again, so I had to include it in the post.