Warmth...

There is a warmth I feel when I come to find I've touched your heart. When I know I made you laugh or smile or even tear up on the lighter side of emotion... and I can say without a doubt that this feeling of warmth only manifest itself... when real love is present. It's like I held your heart in my open hand & gently blew a kiss it's way. You then caught it... and blew one back. No, it ain't wishful thinking or something my imagination cooked up. Nor is it something I could easily explain away that makes it easier for me to digest or accept in the attempt to reason it away. I have no idea how or why this could still be true but that's one "sickness" I don't mind not having a remedy for. Nor will I try to find one. 

Someday all will be made clear... as will what to do about it. For now... things will be as they will be... until they aren't ;-) I'm out...

~moses apollo