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By sweetness Date: 2001 Dec 22 Comment on this Work [[2001.12.22.14.47.4929]] |
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He is that one thought that never completely leaves my mind. He's a connection still tenusously shared even after I think I have severed it. He is a hundred different moods and shades of light cast over my life He is wanted, but not needed. He is missed, but not mourned. When he is gone there is an easy ache in my soul, an empty space that tells me there is a lack, a buoyance that says it doesn't need to be filled. He is strong hands bracing my waist, a hard kiss against my suddenly fragile breastbone. He is the scent of sun and man, cotton and sweat, miraculously woven into a sweetness all his own. He is sunlight and shadow, he is passion and mystery, he is ice and heat and fire and rain, he is distant and absent, he is longed for and he is loved. |