Young love March 28, 2009

We made the most beautiful memory this morning. We made love early and took our ritual shower together. Both in towels we began padding back to the bedroom, the dog leading the way, when I said, “look there’s the sun”. Gazing out the picture window, he turned and watched me for a moment and came to me. As he wrapped his naked arms around mine he said, “I love you”. I could feel the warmth in the texture of his voice. I replied with, “I love you too” as we stayed there for just a moment the sun winking at us between the tress off the east point of the island. The water was soft and glassy in the pink and blue light of dawn. With his arms and smell around me, his smooth skin on my sunburned shoulders I thought to myself, “I will remember this moment for the rest of my life.” As a promise to myself I kept this memory because in the July dawn, I knew true love. Of all my memories, it is still the best.