- Beautiful, beautiful sunsets
- Snowy mountains bathed in golden light
- Deep, emerald swimming holes
- Good whiskey, be it scotch or bourbon
- Vagina (or penis, whichever you prefer)
- The smell of his skin and the taste of his lips
- The feel of his hands
- The feeling of my heart growing larger in my chest just thinking about him
Two gay Englishmen came to Gandhi in the 1930s and asked him what he thought of their relationship. The Mahatma asked some questions and for a short time fell silent.Then he said, “The greatest gift God gives us is another person to love.”Placing the hands of each man in the other’s, he quietly and with a smile asked, “Who are we to question God’s choice?”
Home was whenever I was with you.
I keep getting scared today. I had a terrible dream last night. It had nothing to do with you and yet when I woke, at 2:00am, my thoughts were all of you. Your face and how you adore me and how strongly I feel for you, and how quickly.
I got out of bed to shake off the dream and made my way through the house to sit in the darkness of the living room, on the couch where we made love so boldly and so completely. I stared out the window at the night, a night which offered me no answers, only silence. Just me and the silence and the night and me wondering ‘what has happened to me?’
And, oh my, what has happened to me :) When I say so often that I deserve you I don’t mean that you are my reward. No, never that, Baby; you are not my prize, but so much more than that. What I mean is that I am ready for you, I’ve done the work and made a place for you, even before I knew you existed. My whole life was the process of making a place for what you have to offer me, to become good enough to receive it.
And this time we have, the time we’ve had. I want it all, and bless what time has already passed. Every moment. And all the moments to come.