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By sassy Date: 2005 Aug 05 Comment on this Work [[2005.08.05.12.23.12333]] |
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Friday morning has come and I know that I will be with you tonight, in the white room, with the white sheets and the windows open, and it could get cold enough for a blanket, but I will wrap myself in the sheets and warm myself with the heat coming off your skin. Its like being on an island alone sometimes, when I lie awake and watch you sleep and my heart is so near to bursting with love for you. There's no one to tell it to not even you, sleeping boy, no one to share the weight of this need I have for you. Its heavy and desperate in the dark hours and I ache over it until I slip into sleep. Come morning, when the sun rises and so do you, I forget how hard it is to love you this much, and I kiss your face happy and thankful and relieved that you are mine. |