Today, now, this instant...
He walks into the darkened study where I have been sitting, thinking of him... of me... of us, and standing up, I eagerly embrace a body that is, of the man I used to know, just a trace. I kiss his cheek, so soft, so sunken and tasting tears I bury in his chest my face, looking up, trying to make out his dear features... but finding only shadows in their place, I hush with my lips the words that start to form in his and he smiles... a sad, sexy, wanting smile, pulling me closer... kissing my... Sign in to see full entry.