In a Perfect World
by realstoneÓ 2003~~HER~~
In a Perfect World...he would know that I care deeply for him, maybe even love him.
In a Perfect World...I would rest peacefully within his strong embrace and be satisfied.
In a Perfect World...I could depend on someone beside myself.
In a Perfect World...I could look to him for a listening ear, for guidance and understanding without judgement.
In a Perfect World...he would not profess to know what he thinks I need but would talk with me in quiet places and learn
of me, then bring to me the secret desires of my heart.
In a Perfect World...there is hope.
In a Perfect World...we would have perfect timing. Our desire for each other based on mutual understanding. At the core
of our passion two separate wholes willing to share space, time, touch and spirit.
In a Perfect World...we could allow ourselves to be different, unique yet similar parts of humanity.
In a Perfect World...I would rely on his strength and he upon my softness.
In a Perfect World...he would know that he can share his burdens without disapproval or condemnation.
In a Perfect World...there is balance between us kindness as well as cruelty, love as well as hate, forgiveness as well as
accountability.
In a Perfect World...he would understand my need for silence and I his.
In a Perfect World...there would be hope.
In a Perfect World...we could remain friends long after we have become lovers.
In a Perfect World...danger is a visitor not a constant companion.
In a Perfect World...the sacrifices we demand of each other does not damage our souls.
In a Perfect World...there is peace between us and the world surrounding us.
In a Perfect World...he understands my need to touch him without tension, without a reason, without a motive.
In a Perfect World...there is joy in our laughter, there is freedom.
In a Perfect World...I don't always have to hear the words ILY to know that they are true.
In a Perfect World...there are no shadows of past heartbreaks to remind us how fragile an emotion love is.
In a Perfect World...there is hope.
In a Perfect World...a simple caress, a smile, a brief kiss reminds us that living is not always a difficult task.
In a Perfect World...no one set of shoulders will bear our burdens, make our decision, rejoice in our victories.
In a Perfect World...the whisper of my name upon his lips is sacred music.
In a Perfect World...he would know that I care deeply for him, maybe even love him.
~~HIM~~
In a Perfect World...she would know that I care deeply for her, maybe even love her.
In a Perfect World...I would rest peacefully within her gentle embrace and be satisfied.
In a Perfect World...I could depend on someone beside myself.
In a Perfect World...I could look to her for a listening ear, for guidance and understanding without judgement.
In a Perfect World...she would not profess to know what she thinks I need but would talk with me in quiet places and
learn of me, then bring to me the secret desires of my heart.
In a Perfect World...there is hope.
In a Perfect World...we would have perfect timing. Our desire for each other based on mutual understanding. At the core
of our passion two separate wholes willing to share space, time, touch and spirit.
In a Perfect World...we could allow ourselves to be different, unique yet similar parts of humanity.
In a Perfect World...I would rely on her strength and she upon my softness.
In a Perfect World...she would look to me and know that I will share her burdens without disapproval or condemnation.
In a Perfect World...there is balance between us; kindness as well as cruelty, love as well as hate, forgiveness as well as
accountability.
In a Perfect World...she could understand my need for silence and I hers.
In a Perfect World...there would be hope.
In a Perfect World...we could remain friends long after we have become lovers.
In a Perfect World...danger is a visitor not a constant companion.
In a Perfect World...the sacrifices we demand of each other does not damage our souls.
In a Perfect World...there is peace between us and the world surrounding us.
In a Perfect World...she understands my need to touch without tension, without a reason, without a motive.
In a Perfect World...there is joy in our laughter, there is freedom.
In a Perfect World...I don't always have to say the words ILY to know that they are true.
In a Perfect World...there are no shadows of past heartbreaks to remind us how fragile an emotion love is.
In a Perfect World...there is hope.
In a Perfect World...a simple caress, a smile, a brief kiss reminds us that living is not always a difficult task.
In a Perfect World...no one set of shoulders will bear our burdens, make our decision, rejoice in our victories.
In a Perfect World...the whisper of my name upon her lips is sacred music.
In a Perfect World...she would know that I care deeply for her, maybe even love her.
~~US~~
The World is not Perfect but...we care deeply for each other. I love her. I love him.
The World is not Perfect but...I can rest peacefully within her embrace satisfied with the decision I have made in my life.
My dreams though not always peaceful are just dreams.
The World is not Perfect but...I have let myself need him. To depend on him to be there. To handle the trivial and the
important stuff.
The World is not Perfect but...she listens.
The World is not Perfect but...he listens.
The World is not Perfect but...our talks are filled with we cans and attainable what ifs and playful why nots. The secret
desires of my heart are doable with her. No longer old longings left to fester and hurt. There is light at the end of the tunnel with I talk with him. There is laughter in his eyes and sweet smiles on his lips. I like whispering in his ear.
The World is not Perfect but there is hope.
The World is not Perfect but...when he touches me, I'm there. All of me, mind, body, desire. We're ebullience and fire.
The World is not Perfect but...we allow ourselves to be different, unique. Sometimes similar sometimes total opposites.
The World is not Perfect but...I can rely on her strength. I can rely upon his gentleness. It's there though hidden to most.
It's there.
The World is not Perfect but...he looks to me and I know my doubts will not crush our world. I know my guilt is not
insurmountable.
The World is not Perfect but...there is a balance between us; kindness more often than cruelty, love more often than hate,
forgiveness more often than accountability. Understanding.
The World is not Perfect but...the silences are bearable.
The World is not Perfect but there is hope.
The World is not Perfect but...we work to remain friends after the passion is spent. After long periods away from each
other. After disagreements and disappointments. After waking up and laying down.
The World is not Perfect but...danger though ever with us, apart of us. We persevere.
The World is not Perfect but...the sacrifices we demand of each other do not destroy us. They hurt. We survive.
The World is not Perfect but...there is a growing truce between us and the world surrounding us.
The World is not Perfect but...the warning bells are silent 80% of the time. A touch for more than sex. It's become
second nature for us. A kiss on the forehead. His finger trailing down the back of my arm. Her hand resting on my leg at the kitchen table. Our fingers touching as we pass each other in the hallway.
The World is not Perfect but...there is joy in our laughter, there is freedom.
The World is not Perfect but...the words I Love You have meaning.
The World is not Perfect but...there are still shadows.
The World is not Perfect but there is hope.
The World is not Perfect but...a simple caress, a smile, a brief kiss reminds us that living is a difficult but grand endeavor
The World is not Perfect but...no one set of shoulders always bears the burdens, make the decision, rejoices in the
victories.
The World is not Perfect but...the whisper of my name upon her lips saves me. The whisper of my name upon his lips
reminds me that I'm alive.
The World is not Perfect but...we care deeply for each other. I know I love her. I know I love him.
The End