Love; in these last and tender hours;
is sensitive and very pure
e morning light with soft…lit powers
to awaken love that's ever sure。
I think I hear someone ing; so I enter her room and close the door behind me。 Blackness descends and I cross her floor from memory and reach the window。 I open the curtains; and the moon stares back; large and full; the guardian of the evening。 Though I know I should not; I sit on her bed while I slip the note beneath her pillow。 Then I reach across and gently touch her face。 I stroke her hair; and I feel wonder; like a poser first discovering the works of Mozart。 She stirs and opens her eyes and I suddenly regret my foolishness; for I know she will begin to cry and scream; for this is what she always does。 But I feel an urge to attempt the impossible and lean towards her; our faces drawing closer。
When her lips meet mine; I feel a tingling I have never felt before; in all our years together; but I do not pull back。 And suddenly a miracle; for I feel her mouth open and I discover a forgotten paradise; unchanged all this time; ageless like the stars。 I feel the warmth of her body and allow myself to slip away; as I did so many years ago。 I close my eyes and bee a mighty ship in churning waters; strong and fearless; and she is my sails。 I gently trace the outline of her cheek; then take her hand in mine。 I kiss her lips; her cheeks; and listen as she takes a breath。 She murmurs softly; 〃Oh; Noah 。 。 。 I've missed you。〃 Another miracle—the greatest of all! —and there's no way I can stop the tears as we begin to slip towards heaven itself。 For at that moment; the world is full of wonder as I feel her fingers reach for the buttons on my shirt and slowly; ever so slowly; she begins to undo them one by one。
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