...if i tell you, lover alone without love...

I AM MARRIED!!!!!

actually that happened a while ago, i just haven't been on lj in ages. but: YAY!!!


and also poetry:

I try not to think that everything you do
Is a promise I can taste and breathe in like the heat of
Your nearness.
But I touch and feel the in-deep-breath, the exhale of your sleeping peace
And the way you sleep is a promise I can touch.
Your smell and taste
The murmur of your lips against my skin. The vibration of your voice.
Your hand that spells “We have all night together.”
All your body against all of mine.
You say, making love, you do not need the light.
Or words or signs.
Your ears don’t mind the sounds I make
We can be (I feel. I think) deaf-blind together.
For a while

-by Brook Henson (The Eighth Day: Rooms of the Mind - chapter 12)