Sep 26 2009
Oh, How Long Has It Been?
Her foot gently glides against the top of mine, I feel her touch, soft, sweet, and caring. I look toward her as she giggles in the midst of a conversation, and it makes me smile to myself. A smile of truth, reality, compassion, happiness. I look toward her and see all of the qualities in her which are not of my past. They are the qualities which stand out, the ones I want the most. Her hand moves across the couch and brushes against my finger tips, the kind which appears casual to everyone else, but not to the two experiencing it… And there it is, the volcano in my heart bubbling before eruption- Oh, my friend, my foe, my desire.
“We are all our own devil, and we make this world our hell” rings through the room, and the voice of my head responds back, “I am my own angel, it’s time to make it my heaven.” I look toward her smile, and smile once again.
There it is… Eruption.
