December 29, 2003

December 29, 2003 01:30 AM

we made love by aromatic amber candlelight in the beginning of our romance. later, after delicious late afternoon dinners where we sat at opposite ends of a long table and the sunlight streaming in, he would pick me up in his arms and carry me down the hallway to our bedroom. . . afterwards we would lay together flushed and breathing completely relaxed. he would hold me close to him in his arms. bliss. this is something i hold inside always and will remember as our love and in my memories of him.

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