Those soft lips. Those long-repressed sobs. The tears he tried to hide. The way he held me. That austere gaze.
Tonight, I felt the invigorating power of a simple touch. The comfort of someone relieving me of the tension inside me made me drift away to Heaven. I felt bliss like never before as his hands soothed me and made me feel nurtured and precious. At that moment, I never wanted his hands to lose contact with the rest of me. I was intoxicated with the comfort and alleviation of every sweet caress.
Tonight, I sensed the beauty of a man's tears. The sobs that finally poured of his soul into my countenance made me feel the duty of being strong, steadfast and supportive. His tears were rare, but there they were, falling in front of me. We were both vulnerable, but I believe that in our frailty, we'll both find resilience in each other.
Tonight, I experienced once again the magic of a kiss. The sensation of someone's lips pressing against my lips and face makes my heart soar even higher and my soul thirst for more. Every kiss feels amazing, but tonight, all the times our lips met was meant to let the other feel the love that burns wildly in our hearts.
Tonight, I appreciated even further the value of honesty. The outbursts of all the repressed grievances was indeed painful, but in the tunnel of throbbing and strain, clarity was there, the light waiting for us at the end.
I shall go to sleep with the memory of this evening in my heart, forgetting all the awful memories from not too long ago. When I wake up tomorrow, I'll glow with the determination to make tomorrow better than yesterday.
I BELIEVE THAT THIS ALL SHALL BE WELL IN THE END.
Until then, we must hold out and let ourselves see through the way there. We can't give up; the journey has only just begun.
No matter what, my love will burn alive inside my chest... and it will burn there for now and for always.
posted on Tuesday, May 4, 2010 @ 8:10 AM
