The full moon shone over the river this evening, just over the horizon, as behind me the setting sun went down by the ocean. I looked away and you were there. The silvery reflection in the water, the salmon flash caught on clouds, a year ago the eclipse, an eternity, forever. You’re always there. In the light, at night, you are my favorite dream and my everpresent reality. I think about you all the time. And yet, it’s not clear if you want me, or why you’re not with me. Between Mexico and social media, cryptic messages, intuition and gossip… the past and the present (and all the years in between)… I’m so confused. I just want to be with you.
All day, like many, all I can think about is having you next to me. So, I was thinking,
tonight I’m just going to offermyself up to you – completely naked, vulnerable, unarmed. Have your way with me. Kiss me or kill me, I’m yours. There’s no need to talk. Already, I’ll wake up thinking about you, and I’d love to have you in my arms. The sun rises early and the warming air will lift my eyes, get me up and draw me out, and I’d love to see you with the first light. I want you beyond words.
Let’s let our next meeting be all about touch…