Our graying hair

I have gray hairs. I have long hair. How long will it be before I have gray hair?

I long for a radiant woman whose hairs are also gray. I see her long hair and her dark eyes and I crave for this being. I see her skin and I crave for her.

How long will it be before she has gray hair?

Will my radiant love and I age and gray well? Will we write less and shine forth more? Will we, during the summer doldrums, lie in bed in corpse pose and sweat softly and touch only our pinkie fingers?

How long will it be before we long less and less because we are alone less? How long before we die?

I will want her silence as she will want mine. We will have no need to lend. We will want our love to be full and full and full of silence.

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2 thoughts on “Our graying hair

  1. Ahh, Andrew. You may as well turn this into a job requirement and post it, inviting resumes from prospective brides–for all the good that it will do. This is, to be clear, a wish list. But, hey, life is full of surprises!

    • I like and I’m smiling widely as I type this. I guess I’ll have to *really* screen candidates based on the attractiveness of their pinkie fingers.

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