Face to skin. Kisses behind the ears. Laughing until early hours. Laughing at all hours. Old love. Feels like new love. Worries. When it's time to leave, I always fear it will be the last time since life can be short. Which makes our time even better. I am lucky. & he wears suspenders.
Friday, July 9, 2010
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