"That's all we've got." When I held my breath to watch his face, I knew I loved him: I could hear it - like the pause before sunrise, or the small drumming of clean rain.
"Do you think I could feel your skin again ?"
"If you want."
"I want."
And for one complete moment, "I want" was the absolute truth.
A.L. Kennedy, at end of Groucho's Moustache
Thursday, September 17, 2009
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