There is a new toothbrush in my bathroom. It is the sign of a new lover in my life. A simple instrument that shows such possibility. A small gesture on both our parts that this is something more. This could be real and true and beautiful. There is a new toothbrush in my bathroom.
I like the word lover. I like having a lover. It suggests that there is love, but maybe not yet. But there is the potential for the lover to become love. Someone to love.
All of the sudden the world is opening up with possibility.
My lover is an old lover. We have done this dance before. We dance in and out of each others lives. We have been married and not married. We have been the best of friends and the worst of enemies. That is what happens when love bounces in and out of your life — sometimes it returns as the exact opposite.
This time I feel so very hopeful. I came to him with my arms at my side, confidant and strong, and with a deep longing to have him back in my bed, in my life. I told him “I have no secrets.” I am giving myself to him whole and true. Every bit of me. It is a vulnerable place, it is a true place.
It has taken me twenty years with this lover to come to him completely and fully. To be ready for this epic romance.
Photo Credit
“Toothbrush” meddygarnet @ flickr.com. Creative Commons. Some Rights Reserved.
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