A FOUNTAIN SINGING TO
You are an angel and our lights shall blend so that God himself will look down and be in awe of us.
One of the games many falsities was that we continued to try to outdo one another so that when I said a truth such as "I love watching you think" which was said in _____, you smiled and I am certain you thought it was a joke but it was a truth, these would go unrecognised. I cursed myself each time I saw these fly under the radar for you would never know how I truly felt ... until today.
The hours I spend looking at you, I see as a sort of perfumed Garden, a dim twilight, and a fountain singing to it. You and you alone make me feel that I am alive. Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen you and you are enough! And now I know above all else that what I need to live has been given to me by the earth but why I need to live has been given to me by you.
What we have is a precious intimacy and all intimacy is rare -that's what makes it so precious. And it involves the revelation of one's self and the loving gaze upon another's true self, no makeup, no fancy car, no defensive charm, and no seduction- that's what makes it so damn hard. Intimacy requires honesty and kindness in almost equal measure, a little more kindness, I think, trust and trustworthiness, forgiveness and the capacity to be forgiven . . . It's more than worth it and that is what I feel I have with you...
love letter collection
4:18 AM EST
Friday, October 14, 2011