Thursday, January 28, 2010

now the oaks are white

... I have no use for words today. I just want to be with you, in your presence, see you, sense you, feel the fact of you in the same room with me, both of us sharing space in a room, moving about, regarding each other, tentatively touching hands -
the skies have been darkening and though it's only 3 I've been turning on lamps around the house, and now as I write to you a sudden squall has come up -

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