i long for your touch; just a hold, an embrace that feels like coming home. a gathering of hearts in a peaceful amber glow amongst the dusky and daunting atmosphere all around. i only want love and care, the rest does not matter. just a chance to rest in a safe place, to not have to carry myself in my entirety throughout my life. i am here, and i need a lifting hand sometimes. on the days i feel heavy, i think of you first always. when i give to myself i imagine you here giving to me too, so that i can replenish and look in on your needs and giving to you too. i think this is love, i hope it is. love is never enough to make things work, and i wish you and i could do the rest of the hard work together. i have asked in subtle ways. let us see, what is meant for me will stay for me. i hope you speak soon.
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