As I lie here beneath the cool, crisp covers of my bed, whispering breezes of your enticing cologne lingers throughout the room. Thinking of you, my love as I slowly snuggle within the tangled comforter. Although we are miles apart, as my head gently rests upon the pillow just nights ago that you slept on...traces of your warm body next to mine seem to capture every crevice of my mind.

I think of you, as the scent of your cologne engulfs my nostrils... I am now nestled within your strong, muscular arms, feeling your body next to mine...As my soft hand gently runs it's fingers across your chest and over your body...at once our lips meet as one...You kiss me softly, then deep and passionate! You arise a flame within me, a warmth in my heart that cannot be explained... Is this love?

Truly I cannot say, for never have I felt this thing called love... "So soon?" My mind asks, "Yes" it answers quickly with such surity as my heart assures me to let go...love this man! My mind hesitates with slight fear of remembrances from companions of the past. But tell me...what is life if one cannot love and feel freedom to express that love? As I lie here drifting into the wee hours of the night I remember how you spoke gently to me the words... "that it would take time...time to love again..." "Why?" I ask over again. "How?" and "Where?" did these deep passionate feelings arise? Truly, I cannot answer... I only know what my heart feels inside... When we are together, there is a wholeness I feel of never before, unlike when we are apart... as if a part of me has been ripped away. Yes, I agree... time my love...time. But in the meantime, I myself must let go to this calling of my heart and express these deep currents that flow as a massive stream inside of me...How can I know...This my love... could be my one and only... Time to love.....