Friday, August 28, 2009

Can you read my mind?

Last night you cut your hair, and you became such a beautiful grown-up boy. I was smitten with you while touching your head.
You were all happy and proud, and all happy and giving, and happy and loving.
I was smitten.
This morning, I wonder do I have the courage to let you love me.
Like you did last night in my dream.

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