25/05/14

I won’t stand in the way of what makes you feel fulfilled and of what makes you start your day with optimism.

I won’t stand in the way of your lips and the lips of the present.

I won’t stand in the way of the arms that wrap around your body on Sunday mornings as the smell of fresh coffee lingers from the kitchen.

I won’t stand in the way of the entwined legs that graciously but meticulously touch yours on weekday nights.

I won’t stand in the way of the silence that accompanies the most precious of moments – where words simply do not suffice.

I won’t stand in the way of the caress of your hair as Pink Floyd music softly plays in the background.

I won’t stand in the way of that which I cannot control.

I won’t stand in your way.

Most of all, I won’t stand in mine.

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