To Be Loved by You

And it just occurred to me that if I desire to be loved deeply by you, I ought to take my leave now – for you strike me as the kind of man who could never love the one in your hand nearly as much as the one in your head.

Love for you must be an eternal Spring – an eternal unfulfilled promise … always just budding, just waking from frost, never full grown or ready for harvest … never old enough to die or brave enough to be reborn.

Written: Asha T’nae

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