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Dec 2010
I lay on your bed and you were brushing your teeth.
We continued our funny, loving, back and forth as best we could
Over the buzz of your electric tooth brush,
And through the doorway of the bathroom.

I felt so much at peace
And so happy to be in that moment
And so happy to be on that bed
And so happy to be in that house
and just to be with you...

Some especially silly comment must have passed between us...
You poked your head into the room and smiled at me,
Into me.
Poured joy into me and filled me up
And then you quickly disappeared
(probably to spit).

But then something completely unexpected happened.

My heart open up...
And a beam of warm fire poured out and straight up to God
Orange, yellow and red connection... up to God.

All I could do was lay back and enjoy the connection
and enjoy the Joy...
and enjoy the Love...

In my joy I thought that I should call you to me, to warm yourself, but all I could get out was "Oh Wow!"

And then... after a few minutes, maybe five... and you were walking back into the room, by attention turned to you and my Love went to you and the fire left me.

I have never felt so much love,
As I do with you.
Timothy Clarke
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Timothy Clarke  53/M/San Diego, California
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