I think…

There bodies were wound together like silken cord. Breath and flesh and sweat shared. His hand firmly in her hair, his eyes and his mouth saying ” look at me”. She was entranced by his every move. His lips uttered those words and she begged him not to say them. She had heard them far to often and they had been empty. Collapsed into each other, their bodies spent she snuggled into his neck. Tears escaped her closed eyes as he held her close. And in the softest of a whisper her heard her say, “I think, I think I could love you”.

He never asked for more. He simply held her close and kissed away her tears. Her fragile heart was to afraid to love. It held no trust inside because it had been broken to often and for far to long. Time ebbed by and love grew. They learned to say those words and to mean them from the very center of ones soul. Others asked if they were married yet, and they would respond ” been there, done that, not sure I want to again”. But some where inside a small voice cried out and said, ” I think” and in the end it was right.

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1 Comment

  1. Gede Prama said,

    February 27, 2014 at 6:27 pm

    visit your blog, read an interesting article. thank you friends for sharing and greetings compassion 🙂


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