Love Letter - The Early Days

Like a thief tiptoeing around me, the minutes grew into hours without notice. I sat endlessly without tiring, no grasp of time as I thought of the what, why, and how of "you".


I find you complexly delicious and out of reach of words. A testament to my inability to string the right words together. Aargh... words.They are so limited and limiting when it comes to "you".


I pause shortly and then start laughing at myself realizing that all I truly have is many words to express that I have no words.


Goodnight.