semi-daily journal of my thoughts and feelings(hopefully) On my life living in the Rocky Mountains...
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5/05/2002 ..Oh how I wish I could feel like I did when I wrote this..it seems so long ago sometimes..I am forcing myself to pick up my guitar..play a song or two..find my creativity somewhere in the pieces that lie at my feet... ..I am resting on my bed in the deepening twilight...listening to Sting (All this time) and Delamitri (Twisted)...Hmmm...Hands behind my head, I watch as the candles flicker and the shadows grow... The snow falling outside my window quiets the world...I am alone... And just a moment before I reach to pull a quilt over me to ease the evenings' chill, the bedroom door open...a silhouette contrasted in the light of the hallway...and just as quickly the door closes, and twilight engulfs the room again.. ...I feel your warm presence at the foot of the bed..and slowly, like the night, you crawl up beside me, until I can feel your breath in my ear...and you nestle your head in that warm spot between my chest and open arm..I shiver..not because of the brisk night air, but because I smell the fragrance of your hair...and the growing warmth of your body next to mine takes my breath away..I pull the quilt up to keep that precious warmth in.. I reach down with my free hand and brush the hair from your eyes..I touch your cheek, so soft in the darkness..And I lift your chin..so that our lips meet.. and we kiss... -not a kiss of passion or lust..but a kiss of...recognition.. ..that there is no more perfect time or place..than this moment that we share right now.. ..as we lay here, folded in each others' arms, Sting sings to us..."..when we dance the angels run and hide their faces..." ...and we somehow know that we have come as close to heaven as we dare... posted by David | 5/05/2002 10:10:00 AM |
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