I'm in Love
I am, in love. The winds are howling outside my window, their music echoing through the silent chambers where I write. The setting Sun paints its art upon the sky, as I watch the trees bend to the mercy of God. These days, these events, these moments, all so very clear, all made real in the reality of you. Yes, I am in love. In the madness of my lover’s mind, I want you close. I want to feel you in our space, touch you in this reality, and hear you in the certain songs that make our evenings what they are. I want to write with you touching my wild places, resting in those sacred spaces I have saved for you, loving those wounds that only served to brings us together. In the sanity of a man, I need you here. I need to feel you in my arms and smell your hair in our embrace. I need to feel you in my slumber, as our hands touch throughout the night. I need to sense you in my waking moment, kiss you in my morning sun, and see you embrace every space we call our home. I am blessed, an...