"Rog?" asked Yul."What?"
"Thank you."
"For what?"
"For nothing."
"Nothing?"
"When I am with you I feel nothing--"
"Nothing?"
"Nothing in the way of me being me. Do you understand?"
"I have no frailing idea what you are talking about."
"Then shut up and frail me, with nothing, nothing between you and me."
Flowing into his arms, lips rising as dawn, kissing the horizon of a day seen with eyes closed, Yul sighed.
8 comments:
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:-)!
So unbelievably good to see them again. :-) As they are.
There is something very comforting about seeing a post with numerals. :-D
Is it just sad that I know exactly what they mean! :)
--snow
Snow, if you know what Yul means, you are one very lucky ninja. :-)
It must be a Zen relationship between them! :)
Mona, could be. Perhaps we've underestimated Yul all this time. ;-)
My husband recently said something very much like Rog's 'I have no idea what you are talking about.' I would have been better off to have responded as Yul did instead of getting ticked off. Use the language of love when words fail...
Jen, sometimes the best words are the words we never utter. Fingers speaking better than tongues. :-D
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