I will always remember the day the sun shone dark on your hair & I forgot where we were & kissed you lightly on the nose & suddenly there was no more secret.
I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand & the Inuit had a hundred words for snow. I wish I had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep & there are no words for that.
There was a boy with skin as dark as the earth & a girl with eyes as blue as the deep & they loved each other so well that people could not tell them apart, for in their hearts, there was no difference between them.
He loved her for almost everything she was & she decided that was enough to let him stay for a very long time.
When I first met him, I knew in a moment I would have to spend the next few days re-arranging my mind so there’d be room for him to stay.
In the end, I think that I will like that we were sitting on the bed, talking & wondering where the time had gone.
I saw them standing there pretending to be just friends, when all the time in the world could not pry them apart.