Monday, March 15, 2010
Soothing Presence
In moments of agitation, others reach for a bottle, grab some pills, grope some body, go to a bar, or just jack off, I use my mind to seek solace. And I find you there, by the bubbling brook, by my side. We don't talk. We just spend time sitting on the bench, taking in the sunshine, listening to the birds and seeing the leaves fluttering in the air before settling down on the floor of the park reserve. And I would look at you and marvel at your beauty and the intelligence shown in your eyes and the sweetness in your smile.
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