I long to cease to cringe when I hear the word 'LOVE'
I long to once more believe in it's purity
I long to be able to look at a female again and say 'I love you'
I long for the day when that female will not just be my daughter
I long to snuggle with a female
I long to drift off to sleep, with a smile on my face, holding a female
I long to feel that female's warmth as she nests in the cranny formed
by my body
I long to wake up to a smile
I long for that smile to be on a female's head nestled on my chest
I long to stroke that face as it sleeps; gently rising and falling
with my breathing
I long to see that face wake, smile some more, reach up and kiss me on
the lips saying 'Good morning darling'.
I long to look in those eyes and see 'love'. Whatever it means.
I long to start to warm up inside when I hear the word 'LOVE'-once more
I long to once more believe in it's purity.