Can I sit on your lap daddy? you know when I’m older you will regret it!
The innocence, the intimacy that it implies with the desire to be united by proximity and touch.
To be sensitive and understand that there is a need beneath these words that has nothing to do with the question itself.
A prophecy revealed “from the mouth of babes”.
Longing for those moments and regretting not having stored more of them, to warm my heart during the times of each day when the emptiness within is cavernous.
Closing my eyes and seeing clearly the expression on her face, the love and the tenderness in her eyes as we embrace again. Soon my love, very soon.
But not soon enough.