Oct 05, 2006 06:50
i have a suspicion that you cannot fathom how much i want you. how could deep, intense desire for a woman compute for you? but do not mistake that this is about sex--not, of course, only sex, but i do desire you.
you can probably also not imagine how much i want to touch you. gentle, loving, nonsexual touches. to kiss your eyelids and the tip of your nose and tour the planes of your face with my fingertips. i think up scenarios that would make it possible, mostly brushing your hand with mine if you send me for coffee and give me money.
i did it; i showed you the poem. my heart pounded for several minutes after. i think it was not clearly about you, that i successfully made my reticence a matter of trust and not fear of your reaction. we shall see how you respond.
my adoration for you is vast.