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By darwin Date: 2003 Nov 19 Comment on this Work [[2003.11.19.18.03.32211]] |
| it's been a year, 2 months, 12 days, 4 hours, 56 minutes, 2 seconds. and now i can't sleep a night without you naked next to me. if i go 5 hours without seeing you I crave you, yet I don't miss those moments I was by myself. Those moments where I wanted to scream of freedom to everyone, and secure in my strength to be without anyone. But where is my strenghth now? I haven't lost it, rather it's invested in our life together. In the moments where you hit me over the head with a french loaf. When I hit you in your butt with a towel, right after your shower. Just little things, those 9 extra minutes we can sleep in bed after the alarm goes off. When we are to tired to talk at night, and the only conversation we have is when our skin touches. I watch you when I pick you up from work, and I always know it's you, I know your walk. I know the movement of your legs and shoulders as they move, how your head turns slightly, and your face serious, not knowing I am watching. I like it when I turn sometimes and your eyes are on me, and I didn't know it either. What do you see, that you haven't seen for hundreds of mornings and nights already? I know each day I see something else, a line in your face, or that birthmark on your back, the shape and turn of your leg....but of course, I have a hundred more days and nights to discover them. |