I sit at the table, savoring the taste of salty with a hint of perfumed sweetness. Love tastes so good. How could I ever end this love affair that feels so great and satisfying? I don’t have to ask, my love always comforts me. I savor the taste of this love. Its richness engulfs me, its warmness embraces me and I fall.
I fall in love with love.
I don’t have to talk, love already has all the answers. If I cry love wipes my tears. If I’m angry love consoles me. Love simply loves me the way I need to be loved and the feeling is one that can’t be put into describable words.
And the feeling is mutual.
Who would have thought I would do this to my husband? Who ever thought I would find a love so pure?…who would have thought…