If I have ever been kissed by lips, or touched by hands, that are not your own.
Do not prod me for
remembrances from my childhood.
Of who I wanted to
become, and all the great feats I wished to accomplish.
Do not tell me of places
you have traveled, of the vast wonders you have witnessed.
When you felt free and exultant,
and grateful for the sheer pleasure of being alive.
Do not plead with me to
share the rest of my life with you.
To hope for a future
together, a shared dream, a life forged by two.Accept that I am here with you now, and that for this moment, we simply are.
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