(from glasses i discovered were crystal when drinking in the tub last night).
he comes home exhausted, and we spend time holding each other.
amazing how a single stroke can light a fire.
those things that make me love that i am alive (in no particular order):
red wine (the color, the taste, the luxurious aura, the wonderful wine drunk)
baths (warmth, the evasive softness of water)
candlelight and incense (need i elaborate)
chocolate (good chocolate that is: bitter/sweet, fiery in its way, sex in its way)
the process of melting chocolate (so smooth, so sensitive to the elements, graceful somehow)
sex (i really don't need to elaborate)
the warmth of sunlight on my skin (or inside my skin, it feels like)
loving: feeling vulnerable (which frightens me), feeling connected (no division between you & me)